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Hello! We know we said we’d be back early December and we really wanted to be because these boys mean the world to us! However, things are still extremely hectic at the moment with holidays, everyday work, and some severe mental health struggles. BUT! We are currently working on a very, very important Para for this RP and it will be posted in the new year. (More than likely in the first two weeks of January.)
From here on out the paras will be little time skips throughout the boys lives together and each one is super important in it’s own way. We still have a lot to share before it ends, but we’re probably going to be very slow, slower than before from here on out.
Thanks so so much to our followers that have stuck around with us throughout the last almost three (yes THREE) years. We appreciate your patience and still can’t wait to share the rest of this story. ♥
Happy Yule/Holidays!
-S(Blaine) & H(Seb)
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Part 3- And it’s My Whole Heart Deemed and Delivered a Crime-Saturday, November 15, 2020
Para: And it’s My Whole Heart Deemed and Delivered a Crime-Part 3
Rating: PG.
Pairing: Seblaine.
Hunter: @orderofhunter
Blaine: @andersoncharm
Sebastian: @smythesm
When: Saturday, November 15, 2020- Early Morning.
Location: Sebastian’s Apartment- Boston, MA
Notes: Hunter and Tony bring Blaine home to Sebastian. -Features appearances by Antoinette ‘Tony’ Thompson (Hunter’s girlfriend and one of Blaine’s best friends) and Will Anderson (Blaine’s father and the headmaster of LeFay).
Warnings: This rp includes; Mentions of death. Mentions of Parental Death (Blaine’s Mom), Mentions of injury, Mentions of toxic past relationships. Mentions of brief past Klaine.
Extra Warnings: (This hasn’t been brought up for a bit but, this RP is not Kurt Hummel friendly. You’ve all been warned.)
Hunter’s POV:
Hunter did his best to keep himself focused on the weight of his friend situated between him and Tony. He had been instructed by Will Anderson to bring Blaine straight to Sebastian’s house. Seb was to keep Blaine until Will showed up with further instructions. Hunter wasn’t sure when that would be, but when Will Anderson gave you orders it was best just to follow them, especially after the events of the last few days. He had no doubt the man was teetering on the edge of relief and rage right now. Hunter had put a very drained Blaine into his car and made the drive. Blaine could hardly sit up on his own and Hunter himself was so exhausted after forty eight hours awake and it had taken everything in him not to pull over and let his heavy eyelids slip close just for a few minutes.
The only thing that kept him going was the thought of how much Sebastian needed to see that Blaine had made it, Tony had reported that he’d hardly left the couch and that Freya was working overtime trying to keep him sane and comfortable while he waited. And it helped keep him going knowing that as soon as Blaine was safely home, Hunter would get to pull his girl into his arms and maybe let his guard down for a few seconds. He hadn’t gotten the chance yet, but it would be worth it once he could. She’d been there waiting with wide alert eyes when he’d pulled up and had rushed to help him with Blaine. The dark haired Witch was practically her brother and he couldn’t blame her for the worry that cut through her pretty face.
The two of them gently but firmly pulled Blaine up the flights of stairs to Seb’s house, the shorter man's head lulled from side to side and Hunter wished he could have brought a Witch to help them use magic for this part. It would have been so much more comfortable for Blaine who had been put through hell the last two days. His eyes slipped down to the rings of raw red skin around Blaine’s wrists, the ones from the magical cuffs they’d used to keep him still and controlled and he winced knowing that while the blisters would fade the scars never would fully and Blaine would have to live with them, as well as the mental ones for the rest of his life. At least he got to come home. At least he got to keep his person. It had come at a cost, but at least he was home now.
He thought back to how hard Blaine had fought for Sebastian. How cut open and freely Blaine had pleaded for his life with him. How hard he tried to convince the Council and Order that they were really Fated and that he truly never set out to break rules. He remembered Will’s face as his son begged, the man must’ve thought he looked passive but anyone paying attention would have clearly been able to see the heartbreak written across his face over having to put the only piece left of his own Fate though this bullshit. In the end, right when all hope was lost and Hunter truly thought he was going to have to watch his friend, his girlfriend’s chosen brother, and his best friend’s soulmate burn or be sent someplace dark and locked away forever- it had come down to a few little missing pieces in the puzzle that was Blaine and Bas that had saved them. One that Blaine had figured out- A pretty little High Priestess and one that Will, who apparently had been helping Blaine and Bas secretly all along at great risk to himself, had cleverly thought of- a very very young Oracle. They’d both given a bit of information about Sebastian being chosen by Aphrodite for Blaine and that was extremely confusing and Hunter still wasn’t sure he understood it and he’d have to wait until Blaine was steady and alert to ask more about it.
Hunter let Tony take the brunt of Blaine’s weight for a moment and dug out his key that Bas had given him and slipped it into the lock. He hadn’t messaged his friend, didn’t want him to panic or jump up and pace until they got home, so Sebastian looked slow and sleepy with puffy red eyes and his own little menagerie of animals piled on top of him. It took his friend a few moments to realize that Blaine was positioned between the two of them but once he did he was up and rushing over to them, worry and relief and a different type of exhaustion in his eyes.
“Questions later, we need to get him into bed quickly.” With Tony’s help and Sebastian by their side and a suddenly overly excited Ras tangling his body up in their legs (Blaine wasn’t able to use his magic to calm him right now and it showed.) they finally managed to get the shorter man into the bed. Tony pulled his shoes off and tucked the covers around him like a mother would to a child. She looked like she wanted to sit next to him, but she looked up at Bas and took hold of his hand so that she could help guide him to Blaine, she nudged him to sit with him and then stood back against the wall, looking like the badass rogue hiding out in the shadows of a video game. Hunter scratched the back of his neck a bit sheepishly, not knowing where to start.
“Well, he’s uh, home. And good news, he gets to stay.” He forced a big grin and patted Sebastian on the back and hoped he wouldn’t soak up too much guilt over everything he’d find out. “He can’t really communicate right now, we’re not sure how long he'll be like this, but he knows he got to come home and I think he can hear what’s happening. They’ve sort of been draining him slowly, those cuffs do it and, well, they made him wear them for over forty eight hours so he’s very weak and his magic is a little off right now. But, you can touch him, it might make him feel better.” He nodded in encouragement, glad to give some good news. “And you get to meet the parent soon, exciting, right?” He gave an uncomfortable laugh.
Blaine’s POV:
Blaine’s mind felt like sludge. Events of the last two days were buried deep under the mud of his brain and no matter how much he dug he couldn’t get to the bottom, it just kept filling up with more wet mud. All he could think about was that he was going home. He could hear what he thought was Hunter and Tony talking, could feel the comfort of having their arms around him. Could feel the press of Tony’s kiss to his cheek and could feel her positive energy wrapping around him like a hug. But it seemed no matter how hard he tried he couldn’t focus on the details of his trial… he’d gone to trial, right? They went dark and choppy. He could see flashes of his dad's face, and the glares of High Council and High Order members surrounding him. Could recall the pain of Witch Steel cutting into his wrist and when he moved his hands what little he could he could swear the cuffs were still there cutting into him. No, his wrists were red, the cuffs weren’t red… His back hurt from standing up so straight for so long and his throat felt raw from yelling. Why had he been yelling? He hated that.
All at once too much feeling cascaded around his body as they started up a set of stairs, and though each step felt like hot coals against his flesh he tried his hardest to help Hunter and Tony get him up the steps. He knew before seeing him that Seb was there, he could just feel him, and he wanted nothing more than to wrap his boy up in his arms and never let him go. He had this funny feeling that he’d get to again, but this little nagging in the back of his mind told him there was a cost and for the life of him he couldn’t remember what it was.
He tried to yell at them to stop, to let Seb hold him and help him to the bedroom but they kept him away from him and wouldn’t even let him stop to pet Ras or say hello to Frey. It felt like heaven when he got to lie down, the bed familiar and comforting and very much Seb’s, but his frustrations grew as his arms were so heavy he couldn’t even move enough to reach out for Seb’s hand. He opened his mouth to try to talk to him, to tell him that he loved him. To tell him that he knew he’d get to come home, he’d give anything to just be able to say his name- but the movement of his lips was too exhausting and all he could do was look at Sebastian- and then Seb reached out and took hold of his hand then Blaine wasn’t able to look anymore. In his relief his eyes had closed and he was trying to smile, maybe he was smiling and all he could was listen, content in the weight of Sebastian’s hand.
Sebastian’s POV:
Sebastian had spent the past two days in a...well, a daze. He had scraped himself off the floor only to make it to the couch. He turned on the tv so that the place wasn’t so cold and quiet but he didn’t pay much attention to what was on. His mind was filled with scary scenarios and all he wanted to do was stare at the clock on his phone. Freya and Ras piled onto the couch with him and he felt the weight of Blaine’s crystal under his shirt and it made him feel a little better for a short moment. There were a few small moments over the 48 hours where he tried to take care of himself because he knew the other man would want him to. He managed to eat a little and take a quick shower but mostly all he wanted to do was take all of the potions Blaine had left and spend his time in a sleepy haze.
So, that’s what he did. Spent his time cooped up in the living room under the weight of his pup and B’s familiar, soundly sleeping as well as an anxious human could with the help of a draught. Seb had just woken up from his last potion induced slumber when the door opened. It was a welcome, if not worrisome sight, Hunter and Tony tried their best to keep Blaine upright in between them. Sebastian and Enjolras jumped up off the couch and rushed to the familiar faces. He wanted to say so many things, ask so many questions but Hunter had shot all of that down immediately. Sebastian stayed out of the way as much as he could as he followed them into the bedroom. He was thankful for Tony’s help and her soft touch that encouraged him to sit on the edge of the bed with his boyfriend.
Sebastian nodded as Hunter spoke and even smiled a little bit. He had Blaine back, how could he not breathe a small sigh of relief?
Sebastian held on to Blaine’s hand and looked over his face as Hunter continued to speak. The other man really did look exhausted and pale. “I’m glad he’s back. Thank you.” He reached forward and laid the back of his fingers against his clammy forehead. Sebastian wondered if this was going to be as bad as the last time his magic was drained. “Meet the parent?” Sebastian’s hand fell from Blaine’s face.
Hunter’s POV:
Hunter watched the two of them for a moment before speaking. He watched how Blaine seemed to be smiling even though he wasn’t with it whatsoever, he watched how delicately Sebastian touched the dark haired man's face and the little smile Bas gave made Hunter smile too. He looked back at Tony and gave her a smile too, knowing she was feeling just as relieved and happy. He wasn’t sure if happy was the word, but there was a definite returned feeling of lightness that had been missing for some time now. He cleared his throat at Sebastian’s question and nodded, his voice a sigh when he spoke. It seemed the calmness would be short lived for the time being.
“Yes. his father will be here soon. He uh, well, he’s got to take Blaine back to LeFay for a few final things... See, Blaine may have gotten to come home but it wasn’t without a price.” He shifted his weight, unsure if he should just tell Sebastian everything or hold off until he was more prepared, a reassuring hand on his shoulder from Tony told him that he really just needed to get it all out. Bas could ask questions a bit later.
“Blaine well, gets to stay with you. And that’s like, great news, right?” He licked his lips and shifted his eyes to where Blaine was lying. The other man's smile had faded and his brow was creased like his head hurt and Hunter wondered what magical draining felt like. Of course they couldn’t take all of Blaine’s magic away, it was a part of him just as much as his bones were, but they could drain a fair bit of it and hold it from him. He’d been told through his training that the taking and the giving back was incredibly painful. He knew Blaine had been drained a bit once, but he’d never been forced to wear the cuffs. He didn’t envy him at all right now. “It turns out, and don’t ask me to explain this all the way because I really can't- it’s never happened to my knowledge, but you were apparently chosen for Blaine by a love goddess. You must have done something to impress her and to think you deserved a Witch so she went back and made sure your names were written together. That’s why you’re Fated, well, there’s talk that you might have been anyway, she just sort of made sure it happened and as we know when Gods meddle in human and not so human affairs shit tends to hit the fan..” He pushed his hands into his pockets and leaned against the wall to take some weight off of his tired feet.
“Blaine sort of figured it out. His magic started draining the moment I put the cuffs on,” His eyes shifted to the blisters on Blaine’s wrists and he cringed a little, “And of course that keeps him from thinking his clearest, but eventually he had the clarity to call upon those Priestess, the ones from Friday’s that were fawning over you, something about your story and how they treated you felt a little off to him and he thought maybe they’d know something, he didn’t know why he never asked them before but I think it as because he wanted to pretend everything was okay, you know, to keep you safe. Anyway, they confirmed it, and this Will, his dad, called on an Oracle, which was kind of an act of defiance on his part because he’s supposed to stay out of it and well, the Oracle confirmed it. Basically they cant touch either one of you now, you’re Goddess protected and Aphrodite doesn’t fuck around. They can’t do a damn thing to you and you both get to live out the rest of your lives together. Isn’t that great?”
He grinned, knowing he hadn’t shared the price yet, but how did you tell your best friend that his boyfriend was exiled from his own race? That he has to give up everything. All Blaine would get to keep from his world was his magic, and that's only because they can’t take it away without killing him. They even forbade him from seeing his dad anymore. Hunter wondered if Blaine would follow that rule or if it’d get broken, it wasn’t like Blaine was good at following them anyway.
Sebastian’s POV:
Sebastian stayed close to Blaine on the bed but looked from Hunter to Tony and back again. They both looked exhausted. He wasn’t sure if his apartment was in the best shape for Blaine’s dad to come over, and he still had a thousand questions he didn’t know how to voice. Should he offer them something to eat? Start cleaning? Stay on the bed with B? All Sebastian hoped for when Blaine came back was for safety and peace and it seemed that the latter was not going to happen anytime soon.
“Price? What price?”
He squeezed Blaine’s hand and hoped he was fast asleep. Before Hunter answered his question he launched into the details of the past two days. Seb tried his hardest to follow along but there was so much to take in.
The flower shop? Aphrodite? Sebastian’s mouth dropped open and he was sure he looked like a fucking idiot. Goddess protected? What the hell did that mean?
“Excuse me? What do you mean? How are you just going to say all of that and follow it up with ,’oh, don’t ask me to explain!’ Haven’t you been training in this shit like, your entire life?”
He shook his head in frustration but did feel a little relieved that it was confirmed again that he and Blaine got to continue being together.
“Again, what’s the catch? How long will his wrists be blistered? Will he recover from all of this? Do I have to work part time at Friday’s? What?”
Hunter’s POV:
Hunter opened his mouth to protest, Sebastian’s onslaught of questions and semi accusations were warranted but it still took him a little off guard. Okay, fair, he should know, Bas was right. But in his defense this was brand new fucking territory. He held up his hands out in front of him as if to ward his best friend off and calm him down.
“Christ Bas, relax.” He shook his head and ran his hand over his face to clear away his exhaustion and frustrations. Truth be told he was annoyed that this whole Goddess thing had blindsided him. Not only him, but Blaine and Will and the whole Council and Order as well. “I wish he weren’t so out of it, he could calm your ass down for a bit.” He joked, but truly he was only half joking. “What I’m trying to say is that this shit has never happened before. The Council and Order have never seen it, and if they have they’re keeping it hushed so that that word doesn’t get out and Witches all over don’t start claiming they have human Fates just to say so. Not everyone is lucky enough to get an Oracle to speak for them. It’s new and fucked up, but it is what it is and maybe Blaine can explain it better to you in a few weeks when he can function properly again, yeah?” He crossed his arms, trying to figure out how best to proceed.
“His wrists are like that from the Witch Steele, the cuffs I put on him? Yeah, they’re not meant to be comfortable and only Witches that are brought in for serious trials ever have the displeasure of wearing them. Usually the Witch in question is guilty and dealt with, but Blaine, well, he wasn’t guilty. I know they look bad and I know Blaine doesn’t deserve them, but you should have seen him up there talking about you. He loves you so damn much, some of them were even a little swayed by his words, but words are words to Witches and Hunters at the end of the day and it took way more than that. But yeah, he’s always going to have the scars. The blisters will heal, but he’ll be able to see and feel them forever. Don’t worry though, he’ll glamour them so no one will notice but him.” He nodded and moved a little closer to Sebastian.
“He’ll recover, you just have to give him time. Maybe when Will gets here he can help him snap out of it a little. I don’t even know if he remembers everything right now. But, he’s home and he’ll get to sleep in your bed next to you tonight and you can breathe, okay?” He took a deep breath and decided to jump into the freezing lake that was the catch. “He’s home with you forever now, but he can never go back to the world he knew.” He paused, looking closely at Bas hoping he understood when he meant. “They believe him, and they accept that you’re his Fate and they’ll never come after you, I mean if the word gets out that he came out of a trial that has had Witches put to death in the past some rogue Witches might try and punish him, but you leave that chaos to the Order. What I’m saying is that you two are free to live your lives together, Blaine just has to do it without his people. He can't keep them and keep you at the same time.” He bit his lip, worried he was laying way too much on his best friend, but he wasn’t sure how else to do it. “He uh, he’s also not allowed to raise children with you either because that would mean a human outside of the Order would be raised knowing about Witches and unless you want to keep Blaine’s magic a secret from your kids you’d have to tell them. But hey, you never wanted children anyway so that part shouldn’t be a big deal.” He shrugged like it wasn’t but Sebastian’s face kind of said differently.
“Look, it’s going to be okay. Blaine has accepted it, so fucking gracefully might I add, and sure, he’s not supposed to see his friends or his dad anymore, but I know we can find a way around it. He just wants to be with you and you shouldn’t worry too much about this. He’s going to be okay. Maybe a little sad for a bit, but he’s always a little sad, right?” God damn he was bad at this when it was personal.
Sebastian’s POV:
Sebastian pointed at Hunter, “Do not tell me to relax. I appreciate everything you’ve done but don't do that. This is obviously new for all of us.” He stood up and adjusted the covers around his boyfriend and listened as Hunter spoke. Weren’t oracles in old Greek myths? The world that Blaine was being ripped out of was still a mystery to him. He’d never learn all of it and the decision the trial had settled on confirmed that fact. Sebastian sat on the bed again and set his hand on Blaine’s thigh, he wanted it to comfort him but was unsure if he could even feel it at the moment.
He felt really sad from the onslaught of information. Sad for B, sad for himself, sad for David and Nick, even his father. This wasn’t going to be an easy transition and he hoped he was worth all of this. Now they might not ever be able to have a kid? Sure, he’d always said he didn’t want to but what if he changed his mind? Sebastian knew for a fact that Blaine loved kids and would be a great father. All of this was a mess.
“This really sucks. How is any of this fair? They proved that we’re soulmates. That should be enough. No good deed goes unpunished, I guess.”
Sebastian rolled his eyes at Hunter and pinched the bridge of his nose. Tony muttered something about how he wasn’t very good at this part and gave him a weak punch in the bicep.
“Of course he was graceful. I hope this was all worth it in the end for him.” He thought for a moment. “Is it even safe to find a way around this shit?”
Hunter’s POV:
Hunter held his hands up in surrender trying to show his friend that he hadn't meant it. He understood Sebastian’s frustrations and he couldn’t blame him for being snappy. He tossed Tony a glare that held no true annoyance and shook his head again, trying to clear the blurry edges of sleepiness that was creeping into his vision. He needed to stay awake and alert just a little bit longer. He wondered if Blaine had any potions for alertness lying around.
“Sorry, we’re all really fucking tired, I know. I shouldn’t have said that. It’s really not fair, but he did break rules, I know he couldn’t help it, that's how the Fates work, but he still broke them. They fed us some bullshit about how he should have come to them with the information and maybe they could have helped him, but even Will thought that was a bit bogus, all it would have done was expedite everything and it may not have gone in your favor. No, they’re really just trying to cover their asses. They have to punish him somehow or else rogue Witches and Hunters will never take them seriously again. That’s all I can offer right now, I don’t like it any more than you. It feels like a fluke thing, but again, when the Gods get involved it never goes well, history and “myth” show us that. I mean, you’ve heard about what Apollo did to Patroclus and in turn what it did to Achilles- don’t look at me like that, we get tested on this stuff.” He shrugged again and rolled his eyes.
He was about to tell Sebastian that yes, it was worth it when the air in the room shifted and suddenly Will Anderson was taking up the empty space off to his right, closest to Blaine. His rat familiar close on his heels. The apartment had been guarded and protected so heavily that Hunter was surprised he’d managed to break through, but it was Will and he was powerful and Blaine was weak right now so maybe he shouldn’t have been so surprised. Will was not a tall man, only a few inches taller than Blaine, but he was so imposing and powerful looking whenever he entered a room. Something about him screamed not to fuck with him, he’d been told by older members of the Order that the salt and pepper man was once kind and jovial but after his wife had died saving Tony his whole demeanor had changed and he’d turned into this quiet and severe man.
“It’s probably not worth it, but I’m sure we can figure out a way for me to see my son once in a while.” Will’s eyes shone bright and blue and Hunter could feel Tony stiffen and stand up straight at his presence. He knew that Will respected her and didn’t resent her for what his wife had chosen to do, but she always held herself so tightly when he was around, so different than when she was laughing and snuggling in with Blaine. “Hunter, Antoinette.” Will nodded his head towards them before moving his gaze into the direction of Sebastian. “You must be Sebastian. I’m Will, Blaine’s father.” He reached out his hand and grasped Sebastian’s in his, his friend looked a bit awestruck. “I’m here to give you all the rundown. I’ll be back in two days time to get Blaine. He’ll be gone all of Monday, and I’ll see that he’s taken care of while he’s gone. I promise to bring him safely back to you Monday night. You should know that he’s going to be very weak for a long time and he’s going to need you to help him around for a bit. He’s not going to feel like himself for at least a month, but he’ll be able to talk to you and he’ll be able to walk and do most normal things, but there is a chance he’ll lose track of himself every so often so I wouldn’t advise discussing the more heavy things of this ordeal for a little while. If you’ve made Holiday plans, I’d leave Blaine out of them for the time being, he’s not going to be up to it.” The elder Witch cleared his throat and before Sebastian, Tony or Hunter could speak he carried on.
“I’m sure you’ve got many questions but we don’t have much time for them tonight. I’ve prepared a few answers for the immediate future, the rest can be discussed at a later date. Blaine’s degree is real and can be used for any career it fits, LeFay is a real University after all. Though he had money and won’t really need to work, something tells me he’ll be insistent on making himself useful. His things from home- ingredients and notes and paperwork and his garden and so on that he had at LeFay had been transferred to a small cottage on the shores of Marblehead, just outside of Salem. I plan to take him there after our goodbyes on Monday. It’ll be a place for him to practice so he doesn’t have to clutter up your home. I’m sure you don’t want his old world colliding with this one. He’s kept it separate so he doesn't overexpose you and I think that’s an excellent idea to uphold.” The man paused as if collecting himself, his eyes never leaving Sebastian’s.
“I know this is all very harsh and we probably look like monster’s to you, but this is very much for the best. The two of you can live as you’ve always wanted and no one will harm you for it. You’ll both be kept safe and I’ve seen over the last two years of keeping you both out of trouble that you truly are soulmates. I’m only sorry I wasn’t allowed to be part of your journey. It wouldn’t have looked good if Blaine knew I was on his side, and yes, I’m always on his side. He is my son. And you, well, you’re his Soulmate. I’d welcome you to the family but there isn’t much time and there’s not much of a family anymore I’m afraid. All I ask of you is that you keep him safe, and love him just as much as he loves you. If you can do that then you’re golden in my book. You know, Blaine’s never taken that crystal off for anyone and if I hadn’t seen you two together and only knew your relationship off of that knowledge I wouldn’t need anymore information. That’s a big deal for him. Cherish it.” He paused. “I know I’m not supposed to be around, but I will be. My contact information is already in your phone and if you have any questions while Blaine is out of sorts, please, reach out to me. We’re supposed to sever ties by Monday night, but I assure you, I’ll find a way to help.” With that, Will reached out and gave Sebastian’s shoulder a firm squeeze, like a father welcoming a new son in law to the family. It was all very personal and so unlike Will Anderson that Hunter felt like he shouldn’t be here right now. Before he could excuse himself and Tony he turned to them.
“Now, I’m going to give Blaine this potion to help his mind catch up, he still needs to stay in bed, but he’ll be able to think a bit better. With that being said I expect that when I leave all of you will go to bed. I can take you and Tony home if you’d like, but you might feel better if you’re all close to each other for the night.” Hunter nodded his consent, the thought of magic travel or even driving his car made him want to throw himself off the balcony. Bas’ couch would do just fine. He watched as Will made his way over to Blaine and he hadn’t noticed before but Freya- Blaine’s own familiar, was curled up next to him, glaring daggers at everyone. Will kneeled down next to Blaine and pulled out a glass vial so tiny he could hardly see it in the man's hands. He watched as he gently cupped Blaine’s face and titled the contents into his son’s throat. Nothing big happened, Blaine didn’t stir or open his eyes, he didn’t change at all. Will pressed the palm of his hand to Blaine’s cheek and whispered a few words he didn’t catch before getting to his feet.
“He’ll wake in about fifteen minutes, his mind is rooted very deep down right now, it’ll take a bit for it to catch up. In the meantime, I meant what I said. You all three need to get some sleep, if I have to I’ll spell the apartment and we don’t want that.” He turned to Sebastian one last time and reached out to press the tiny vial into his hand. “If he doesn’t wake up in fifteen minutes give him a drop of this. And if he still doesn’t wake up then I suggest you use that contact info in your phone.” He patted Sebastian’s shoulder once more and then stepped away. His voice fading as well as his body and his familiar. “Monday.”
Hunter cleared his throat after the silence settled over the room.
“And that, my guy, was the nicest I’ve ever seen Will Anderson. Wow, lucky you.” He laughed to take the tension out of the room and glanced at Blaine to see if he’d changed, he hadn't. He wondered what would happen if he didn’t. “I guess we should do what he said. Tony and I will take the couch, Ras can stay with us if that’s alright? Keep him out of your hair while you manage Blaine, okay?”
Sebastian’s POV:
Sebastian wasn’t sure why he expected Will to arrive at the front door after witnessing Blaine pop all over the place with his magic but he was shocked when he was suddenly in his bedroom. He jumped off of the bed immediately and Enjolras did too, he only gave one little sharp bark before standing guard in between the two men. Will looked like Blaine but didn’t all at once. He had all of the softness of Blaine’s features but with an edge, his voice was deeper and his body was a little more broad. His energy felt powerful, a lot like the high profile, authoritative attorneys he worked around. Seb thought that if Will met his own father, they’d probably respect each other or maybe even golf together. He cleared his throat and grasped the other man’s hand firmly, “sir.”
Seb kept his eyes trained on Will’s and was thankful for his years around his cutthroat father and uncles, for his experience in law because he was nervous as hell but wouldn’t let any of it show. He stood tall and held his chin high, nodded when expected and took mental notes as if he were at the office getting the by and by on a possible case.
He touched the crystal underneath his hoodie. “I know, sir. I know how important it is. I love him and I’m going to do my best to take care of him. I know that sounds like a cookie cutter thing to say to your “in law” but it’s true. I’ll do whatever it takes.”
Sebastian was surprised by how many times Will touched him and softened his words. This man was not the man that Blaine had been cooped up with for class and training. The trial had obviously changed him how could it not? He knew that no words would fix anything for Will and that he wasn’t the type of man that needed small talk or little exchanges. Seb just gave a curt nod and stepped aside so that he could administer the potion. He was a little nervous about the thought of possibly giving Blaine more of the mysterious liquid but maybe Tony or Hunter could help? It didn’t matter, Will was gone and protesting wouldn’t work on somebody like him anyway.
He turned towards his friends and gave a sigh of relief. “Yeah, that was crazy.” Sebastian set the little vial on the night sand and whistled for Ras to follow him. He gave the dog’s head a ruffle and a kiss and a whispered thanks for protecting him in the bedroom. Sebastian encouraged the dog to cuddle up on the couch with Tony and Hunter and pulled down some extra blankets and pillows for them. He tossed the blankets on top of their laps. “I’m not tucking you in.”
Sebastian was glad to finally lay his head on the pillows and wrap his arm around Blaine’s waist in his bed. He had missed sleeping next to his boyfriend, missed being pressed against him, missed the comfort of the weight on the other side of the bed. Seb pressed his nose into the side of the other man’s neck and sighed, “I love you.”
Blaine’s POV:
Blaine had been fighting for consciousness for what felt like forever. He kept swimming up to the muddy surface, could hear the muffled voices of his loved ones, could feel Freya next to him, Ras at his feet and Seb’s gentle hands worrying over him, but no matter how hard he tried to speak or move or just open his eyes he couldn’t. Little bits of conversation floated down to him, fighting through the mud and muck of his mind- Scars… blisters… not allowed to raise children… of course he was graceful… I hope this was all worth it… I’m always on his side, he’s my son… Sir… I love him… when suddenly there was a bitter taste and whispered words that commanded he wake up and he wanted nothing more than to follow through. A little blue light reached out for him and seemed to pull, pull, pull him up and through the darkness and it seemed like years before he was able to finally open his eyes.
They opened to darkness, his friends and father gone and he wanted to yell until his voice, still raw from his trail, gave out. Slowly, his other senses started to move back into place and he was made fully aware that his Sebastian was holding him close, so tightly that Blaine wanted to drift back off to sleep. But, he knew he needed to let him know he was there, let him know he was awake and that he was with him. Little flitters of light charged throughout his neck where Seb’s nose trailed and pressed and the feeling of his words against Blaine’s skin sent tingles of happiness down his spine. Sebastian’s I love you hung in the air between them and Blaine wanted to tell him so much in that moment. Wanted to tell him about the trial and how his dad had been helping and how angry he was that they kicked him out, but how happy he was that he got to stay with Sebastian.
He wanted to rant about not being able to freely see his friends or father or live in his mother’s world anymore, and he wanted to yell about how ridiculous it all was to be punished when they’d proved they were Fated. He wanted to cry to him about how unfair it was for them to take away their choice to have kids, maybe Seb had once, long ago, said he didn’t want that and Blaine was content to not be a father, but taking away the choice was unfair and made Blaine feel trapped. He wanted to sob to him about the disconnect he felt with his magic, and how they were going to monitor him like a criminal for the rest of his life. And he wanted to tell Sebastian that even with the pain of his losses, and his sadness over everything that had happened in the past forty eight hours that it was all still worth it for him.
It took him too many minutes but finally he managed to move his body so that he was turned towards his boyfriend just enough to make out his features in the dim moonlight. He’d been forced to wait so long to move that Seb had already drifted off. Blaine sighed, and though he knew he had so much more he needed to say he also knew they now had the time. Maybe it would take days for him to be able to talk freely, maybe weeks, but soon he’d talk to him. He’d show him that even though it hurt he was happy he’d won. His lips finally managed to move, and his rusted vocal cords stirred and he settled on the only words that mattered.
“Love you back.”
The words were soft and so raspy that Blaine was almost sure Seb had missed them. But his boyfriend's body jerked softly awake and Seb lifted his head up to look down at Blaine and Blaine tried his hardest to smile. Seb smiled back, and gently turned Blaine so that his back was pressed against Seb’s chest, a reverse of their usual and Blaine let himself fall into a real sleep to the slow steady breathing of Seb’s breath on the back of his neck, Freya’s soft fur tickling the top of his head and Ras snoring away with the sleepy energy of Tony and Hunter in the living room.
/fin.
Happy Holidays everyone. We’ll continue after the new year! -S and H
#seblaine#orderofhunter#smythesm#andersoncharm#seblaine witch rp#seblaine 1x1 rp#para#seblaine para#hunter clarington
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OOC post for those that follow along with this RP. :)
Hey guys! Just letting you all know that this little RP is going on a tiny hiatus. I’m gonna be working about twelve days in a row because I’m having a pretty big eye surgery after that. Don’t worry, Blaine and I will be back asap! Probably about three weeks. Maybe the week of April 15? So hold tight, we’ll see you soon!
-H(Seb) and S(Blaine)
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Long Live All The Magic We Made- Saturday, March 26, 2022
Para: Long Live All The Magic We Made
Rating: PG.
Pairing: Seblaine. Hunter/Antoinette (OC)
Blaine: @andersoncharm
Sebastian: @smythesm
When: (Four month time skip.) Saturday, March 26, 2022 *Seb is now 27, and Blaine is 25.
Location: Boston, Massachusetts
Notes: Hunter and Tony share some big news with Sebastian and Blaine before asking them something life changing.
Warnings: This RP in general includes; Mentions of death/Parental Death (Blaine’s Mom), Mentions of toxic past relationships. Mentions of brief past Klaine. Depression. Anxiety.
Extra Warnings: (This RP is not Kurt Hummel friendly. You’ve all been warned.)
Para Title Taken From: Taylor Swift- Long Live
Extra Information: This took far too long to post, we apologize! There will be FOUR POV’s in this Para. We’ve done our best to make it as easy to read as possible.
We will be doing a series of little mini’s to progress over the next few years of this RP. Things might get a little confusing but we promise to date them accordingly.
Under cut for length. Work is mostly unedited as usual.
Blaine’s POV:
Blaine’s heart was full and thumped happily in his chest as he poured out four glasses of cabernet sauvignon and giggled with a smiling Tony. He listened to the sounds of his boyfriend and his boyfriend’s best friend Hunter carrying on out in the courtyard. Their new home felt awake and alive tonight after a dinner that Blaine had planned out perfectly, only the second one in their home. Sebastian had done his best to help, but mostly stuck to meticulously clearing and organizing which was saying something as they’d only lived here for a few months now. Neither Tony or Blaine knew what their boyfriends were doing in there, only that they kept hearing random slaps on skin and loud oofs followed by faux annoyance in both of their voices only to be soothed by tipsy laughter.
The night had gone on perfectly- they’d had dinner out in the courtyard, the spring air was a bit chilly but they were warmed by the cute little firepit Blaine had put in. And since he was with company that knew what he was, Blaine had offered some magic and the whole area had been pleasantly buzzing with his heated energy all night long. Enjolras loved getting to run around wildly with Freya, who still insisted she didn’t run around. But, Blaine had caught her multiple times tonight and promised her he wouldn’t tease her too much. Besides, Ras loved it when she played with him, he’d hate for her to stop. The thought was almost laughable to him as soon as he thought it-Freya would let Blaine dress her up in cat clothing if she thought it would please the golden pup, she loved him that much. He could feel the two of them still running around out there in the glow of the firelight just outside the kitchen door.
He was happy, very much so, but this little ache like a bruise pressed over his heart. Don’t get him wrong, he loved having Hunter and Tony around- Hunter was Seb’s best friend and had done so much for both of them. And Tony, well she was pretty much Blaine’s little sister at this point. They shared a bond, a different kind of fate that few others could touch. Still, he wished he could invite David and Nick, and of course his father, but he knew he had to keep his friends at arms length to save face, and he had to keep his dad even further away. He tried to picture Sam in the room with all of them, and knew instantly that his best friend would probably fit right in, despite not being able to know the truth of it all. Tony would laugh at Sam’s jokes and Hunter would do the same and then quiz him about Japan. Too bad he was still over there, living his dream with his adorable girlfriend.
And then there was his mom. All of these years and her absence still felt like a sucker punch to the chest when he thought about it. He pressed his hand over his heart just at the spot where her crystal used to rest and wondered how long she’d let Seb wear it. He could tell it was getting antsy to come back every single time he touched his boyfriend. But, he still wasn’t ready. He’d give almost anything to have all of them here so he could show them how far he’d come and good things had turned out. He wanted to show off his beautiful home and his gorgeous person, not to boast but to say hey, I made it even when I didn’t think I would… Missing those few people was the only thing keeping Blaine from feeling the happiest he’d ever felt. And even with them not being there, he was pretty damn happy.
He sighed and dropped his hand before turning to Tony- her large grey eyes now studying him curiously and he knew she knew he was silently working through something. He gave her a big, genuine smile and shrugged.
“Everything’s okay, Tony. I promise.” He pushed the try full of drinks towards her and scooped up the decadent round dark chocolate mousse cake he’d made from scratch yesterday. He noted that a few raspberries were missing from the top and wondered which one of them had stolen them, Hunter or Sebastian. He knew it was probably Sebastian- it was like his boyfriend felt compelled to steal food from desserts or salads that would taste just the same out of the package. He smiled to himself as he nodded towards the door, imagining Seb sneaking into the kitchen last night and opting to steal two raspberries from the cake instead of the fridge. He’d probably give Blaine some excuse about wanting the chocolate on it. Tony caught his smile and shook her head.
“You’ve gone from happy to a little melancholy and now back to happy again in the span of three seconds, , you’re going through it tonight, aren’t you, babe? Something you want to talk about? We’ve got a little time before they get too stupid.” She laughed and nudged him before getting a sparkling water from the fridge for herself. “I don’t want to get too tipsy, you know, we are staying here as guests and someone’s gotta keep Hunter in line. I can see it now, he’ll end up dragging the two of us to your bed because his drunken mind thinks that’s a normal thing to do when you’re staying at your best friend's house.” She teased, but Blaine hadn’t witnessed her drink much of anything with alcohol tonight, let alone get any kind of tipsy. She’d been sipping on water most of the time. Her energy felt high and positive, she was happy. So he didn’t think too much of it. But, she was right, Hunter probably would find a way to implant himself into his and Sebastian’s bed and drag Tony with him. All six of them, Freya and Ras included, just snuggled up. As if on cue, Hunter’s crackle of delight soared from outside and through the kitchen.
“I’m really okay, just thinking about things I can’t really change. I am happy though, you’ve got it right. And Gods, you’re probably right about Hunter. I mean, as comfortable as that sounds… he has a whole room here that he can roll all over to his heart's content.” He nodded towards the door. “What are they even doing out there? We should probably go feed them some more before someone gets hurt.”
She laughed, knowing he was right and nodded, still looking a little skeptical over his answer, but she sat her water down on the drink try and walked with him out into the magically warm March air and Blaine followed. Both men looked up at them, the echo of a laugh still hanging in the air. Blaine made his way towards Seb, sat the cake down on the table and snuggled into his boyfriend's side.
“Do I even want to know what you’re doing out here? Also, did you steal my raspberries, Sebastian? You messed up my aesthetic.” He teased, pressing his lips into Seb’s jaw and nuzzling into his neck. He could hear Hunter’s childish, teasing ewwws and he looked over at his friend, who was just as snuggled up with his girlfriend, with wide eyes.
“Keep it up, Clarington and I won’t give you any cake.” To which Hunter followed up with a scandalized and very dramatic face of woe even as Blaine moved forward to cut each one of them a slice.
Sebastian’s POV:
Sebastian thought that he would hate having company over at the new house. After a successful holiday season with a visit to Ohio where he realized he missed his mother, Wick, and Luke more than he thought he did and a few small gatherings he decided he didn’t mind it. He was actually excited to have little parties here and there and he knew how happy it made Blaine to prepare artistic charcuterie boards and bake mini desserts.
When Tony and Hunter came over, things always felt natural. Ever since everything had calmed down after the trial, things with his best friend felt normal again. Sometimes when they were joking around over beers (and a cigarette for Sebastian) he’d forget that Hunter actually was a hunter of supernatural beings. He liked how easy and connected B and Tony seemed and that things just finally seemed settled into place as much as they could be when you were implanted into a magical world.
The two of them had been roasting each other and laughing in the courtyard. Normally Seb wouldn’t choose to sit out in the chill but B had extended his magical warmth throughout the area. Sebastian had hit his tipsy best friend in the arm a little too hard and he fell out of his chair a little bit and spilled some of his drink and the ground. They burst into laughter because well, there was just no reason that Seb should have been able to get one over on somebody trained in combat. Hunter made a sly comment about how he had a soft spot for him and that was the only reason it had happened.
Tony and Blaine had made their way into the courtyard with more drinks and cake and had snuggled up to their significant others.
“Hunter was just flirting with me. You should like, zap him or something.” He waved his hand in the air like little volts were shooting from his fingertips. “I might have snuck a few, they taste better with the chocolate.” He liked how Blaine’s lips felt on his jaw, a tingle slid its way up his spine.
Hunter’s POV:
Hunter’s skin felt electric with excitement. They were all gathered around the small fire pit, the air comfortably warm with Blaine’s magic. He felt giddy from the wine, Bas’ laugh, and Tony’s glow. Her soft body pressed into his side, his arm wrapped around her. Everything felt right and he knew that tonight was the perfect night.
Hunter leaned forward and plucked a raspberry from Sebastian’s perfect slice of cake and popped it into his mouth.
“You’re a tattletale. You know I could stop him, right?”
Tony’s elbow gently poked his side, “You could try. I think I’d let him give you a good zap.”
Blaine smiled and Sebastian took a smug bite of cake and Tony giggled into her sparkling water. He couldn’t help but smile, couldn’t even joke about his feelings being hurt. Things may not be lining up how he had always pictured them but he felt satisfied and truly happy. He and his best friend were in love with two amazing people and their friendship had remained just as strong. Their lives were all changing for the better.
Blaine gave in and slid him a small plate with a decadent slice on it. Tony stole his raspberry which he knew he deserved. “You’re lucky you’re cute.” She kissed him and he could taste the slightest hint of berries on her lips.
After everyone’s bellies were full and their drinks were refilled the night fell into a comfortable silence. Hunter could hear dove’s somewhere in the courtyard, Tony’s breathing, and the traffic on the streets. He gently nudged Tony and they held eye contact for a few minutes, she knew what he was thinking.
Antoinette’s (Tony) POV:
Tony glanced around the courtyard, feeling full of happiness and hope she hadn’t felt in a very long time. For the first time since she’d been cursed with sickness as a child, she felt like things were actually going to be okay. She was a full-time, certified member of the Order now, she was able to freely train and got to work with the love of her life every single day. Hunter always had her back and she always had his. She got to spend time with Blaine, someone that understood her more than almost anyone else in the world, someone she had bonded with as soon as they met, by extension of both Hunter and Blaine she was able to spend time with Sebastian. A person who made both of her boys incredibly happy and therefore made her happy. She had secretly started calling the three of them her boys in her head and she wondered as he laid her hand on her stomach if she’d be adding another one into the mix soon.
“Something does tell me that Blaine might have a leg up here though, it is his house after all. I mean, we’re actually sitting in a swarm of his magic right now.” She looked over at Blaine and grinned with a shrug while blatantly betraying her own boyfriend. She’d figure out a way to make it up to him later. She secretly sometimes wondered what hidden potential her friend had hidden away. She’d met both his mother and father and they’d both done incredible things and it made her wonder what secrets or untapped power Blaine Anderson might be carrying around. She also sort of hoped that maybe they never found out.
Good Witches tended to only pull out the crazy magic when things were about to go incredibly bad. Imelda when saving her, and well, Will was on the Council, he got to do bigger magic every day. She knew Blaine was close to cashing in his good card and possibly doing something drastic during his trials, but they’d all pulled through and he didn’t have to. She supposed that was for the best, they were all here now and happy and well, she’d take that over getting an answer to her curiosities any day.
She couldn't help the little smile that played on her lips as they finished their food and drinks and when Hunter snuggled in a little closer and dipped down to get her to look at him, she knew it was time to let them in on the reason they’d wanted to come this weekend in the first place. Her heart gave a little flutter and she cleared her throat as she looked up at Blaine and Sebastian. They had three full things to tell them. The first one was the easy part, the other two were a little harder.
“I’m sure you’ve all noticed that I’ve not exactly been indulging in the spirits with you.” She laughed a little and settled her hand over her mostly flat belly again. The very tiniest swell was there and you had to know she was carrying in order to tell at all. Hunter insisted he could tell when he laid his head on her stomach at night, but she could hardly tell herself. She was only thirteen weeks along as of three days ago. She thought it was cute though so she let him coo at her. “That’s because well, we’re having a baby.” She grinned, enjoying the changes in the faces of the two men sitting across from her. From surprise, to happiness, to what might have been sadness- she felt that one... and back to happiness before crossing over into what could be described as elation. “We’re due at the end of September, early October.” She held her hand to keep them from advancing on her just yet. She had more to say and number two was the the second hardest-
“Before you get too ahead of me, we have a couple more things to ask…” She paused, she knew that Blaine and Sebastian had been through hell and that they had made many sacrifices to be together, including finding out that they’d never get to be parents together, so she didn’t want to fuck this bit up. She reached over and took Hunter’s hand for comfort and then looked from Sebastian, who was holding sweetly onto his boyfriend and giving Hunter a sort of amazed look- to Blaine and settled on his kind, eager, wide golden eyes. Eyes that reminded her so much of his mom, now that her memories of the wonderful woman had been restored.
“We- both Hunter and I, were wondering if, no matter what we have, if you, Blaine, would give us the honor of naming them Mel.”
She waited, watching Blaine carefully. How he took this question would help decide if the last big thing they wanted to ask them was plausible. If Blaine reacted negatively maybe they shouldn’t be asking such big things in the first place, but if he accepted then they had the biggest, possibly life changing question to ask the two of them. She was nervous as she watched him process with Sebastian’s help.
Blaine’s POV:
There were doves again. They cooing and twittering all over the courtyard. Little flits of pale pink and grey and white here and there, making for a lovely show… Blaine didn’t always notice them right away, but when he did they always seemed to make a big show by spreading their pretty wings and flocking around Sebastian in particular. As if showing him off- Like hey, look over here, this one’s ours. As if Blaine didn’t know all about Aphrodite's advanced role in their Fate’s intertwining. They had an actual altar to her in their bedroom. It still left him beside himself whenever he woke up, or came home to find decadent dark chocolates or expensive flowers or deep red wine left as an offering to her. If it had always been him doing it, that would have been one thing, but these things came from Sebastian and that in and of itself was baffling. He figured his logical, lawyer boyfriend would drop a chocolate kiss or a petal here and there, but most of the time Blaine found incredibly nice things for the goddess of love and beauty. Sebastian seemed to take her presence as seriously as he did. Maybe the presence of the doves was a gift for them. A constant sweet soundtrack to everyday life inside (and outside) of the Smythe-Anderson home.
The doves seemed to coo even more sweetly as Tony revealed her and Hunter’s amazing news. So sweetly in fact that Blaine almost missed it for grinning up at the fluttering birds. His head snapped back down as he caught the words due at the end of September, early October… He wanted to do three things all at once. First he wanted to flock to Tony like the doves seemed to love doing to Seb, and wrap her up to congratulate her, but something her in demeanor said to sit back for a second, then he wanted to go to Hunter and do the same, but again, they both seemed to be telling them that wait, there’s more. The third bit was that he wanted to cry a little, a happy one, mind you. Because maybe there was hope for a child to be in their lives somewhat now. One that maybe they could become friends with and when Hunter and Tony visited every few months they’d maybe prefer hanging out with him and Seb. Maybe they’d get cute nicknames one day. Maybe.
He was still processing the information and the excitement when Tony asked her next question. The name was pretty and gender-neutral. He liked it as soon as she said it. He had a familiarity with it that he couldn't place his finger on. Yet, he had no clue why they seemed to be asking for his permission to use it. How could he give them honor over a name?
Seb was mumbling his name in question. He looked at him wondering why his boyfriend was holding onto him and rubbing his back so comfortingly, like he’d been told something sad. Or why Hunter and Tony were looking at him with wide, waiting eyes, looking and exuding the feeling of nervousness. Why was the focus on him? Shouldn’t it be on Tony and Hunter? He looked over at Seb a little confused. His boyfriend cocked his head to the side, not understanding his reaction, gave his hand a comforting squeeze and it wasn’t until Blaine tried saying the name out loud to Seb to question it that he understood.
“Mel? Oh...”
He swallowed hard and blinked once and then twice as everything seemed to fall into place for him. Imelda. Mel… They wanted to name their baby after his mom. The two of them knew that he and Seb wouldn't be able to, so they were asking to do it for them. His heart felt full and sad and he sniffled, blinking back tears as he spoke. His voice a little thick.
“Oh, I would love that, guys. I truly would.” He bit his lip and leaned into Sebastian, feeling shy and overexposed all of the sudden. “She would love that…” He hid his face in Seb’s neck for a moment to collect himself, and smiled as Seb pressed a kiss to his forehead, gaining comfort from his soulmate and grounding himself. He pulled back to rejoin the group just in time for Hunter to clear his throat as if he had something more to say. Blaine could feel this was a big one...
Hunter’s POV:
Hunter wrapped his arm around Tony’s shoulders and pulled her in even closer. He was delighted by Sebastian’s surprised face, his mouth agape for about 3 solid seconds before he mouthed ‘you motherfucker!’ It made him laugh with how simply Bas the reaction was and then there was Blaine, all wide eyed and shy. Hunter was thankful that Blaine had reacted positively to their request. If it weren’t for Imelda’s selflessness and power, none of this would have happened.
“Thank you, Blaine. It means a lot to us,” Tony nodded in agreement.
“We do have one more question.” Hunter shifted in his seat a little bit. This part was big and his stomach felt acidic with nerves. Before all this, he had thought that he and Sebastian had seen it all together. Asking his best friend this next question felt heavy and scarier than any mission he’d ever go on.
“Would you two do us the honor of being the baby’s guardians? Like god parents, only way more. You know, like...on paper. Would you be willing to take care of them while we’re on missions and such? To bring them into your home? Take them in...if...a mission went south.” He couldn’t bring himself to say the words, ‘in case we die.’ when everything felt new and positive, even if they both knew their field was extremely dangerous.
“Well, don’t keep us waiting fellas.”
Sebastian’s POV:
Sebastian smiled and watched his boyfriend’s face closely. It would have been comical how long it took for the name’s significance to settle into his brain but the entire interaction was just, well, wholesome. He pressed a kiss to Blaine’s forehead and waited for him to peek out again. The gesture of choosing the name Mel was very sweet, even an old cynic like Seb could admit that.
The change in Hunter’s tone made his ears prick up. He knew him like his favorite TV show, comforting and reliable for background noise that made his pre B world feel a little less empty. Whenever the other man got serious on him it made Sebastian feel a bit on edge. Not because he was afraid to see Hunter serious, just because he never really knew what to expect and that made his organized microcosm feel a little bit wobbly.
The question that had been asked was not one he had been expecting. He didn’t even think that this was a topic that either one of them, Hunter or Sebastian, had ever talked about. Seb blinked a few times and felt his Blaine shift next to him. He had always thought that he was bad with kids, that he didn’t like them all that much. But, getting to know his little cousin Luke had changed his mind and he really loved to see the light in B’s eyes when they played their games of make believe. There was a warmth that spread through his body, something protective. None of this was ever in the plans they had made over midnights and pizzas and the bellyache of laughter. This was big and special and the most important thing Hunter had ever asked him to do. Especially now that he and Blaine had had their opportunity ripped away...
“I...do we need to think about this or…?” He pulled away a bit to look down at his boyfriend. “ I know that I...would really love to do that.”
Sebastian knew that Blaine felt the same way as he did.
Blaine’s POV:
Once again Blaine was a bit slow on the uptake, he was having a bit of a hard time processing what was being asked of them. Not because he didn’t want it, but because it was more than he thought they’d ever get. His heart thudded in his chest as he looked up at Sebastian, hardly allowing himself to believe what he was hearing. The moment passed and his face broke out into a smile as he pulled Seb closer, squeezing him to show him that no, they didn’t need to think about this. It was truly a no brainer. He turned his attention over to Hunter and Tony and gave them an even bigger smile.
“No, no we don’t need to think about it. I’m with Seb without a doubt… I’d love that more than anything.” He laughed a little, his eyes still bright with tears. Of course he knew accepting came at a price, it put the very real threat that one or both of them might die in the field. They were hunters that worked for the Order in very real dangerous situations. And chances of them dying together were much larger considering they worked right next to each other. It made him, and no doubt Sebastian, look that ugly truth right in the face. “I’m gonna have to double down on protection spells and maybe even make you a few charms because there is no way you’re not going to be around to see this baby grow up.” He made mental notes of the charms and ingredients he’d need for their protection even as he spoke. His brain seemed to be in overdrive as a new person to care about was just on the horizon. He wanted to protect them with his magic and his own self and he didn’t even know them yet. “Tony, how do you feel about letting me make you a little something even more extra while you’re pregnant? And, before you ask, I planned on asking if I could do that before you asked us to assist in the life of your child.”
The four of them sat and talked for a couple more hours, mostly about the baby and what steps they needed to take for their wishes to come to term, but they slipped a few other things in here and there. There were plenty of laughs, Hunter convinced Seb to take a few shots with him for old times sake and even convinced Blaine to take a couple- one for him and one for Tony since she couldn’t, and he obliged.
Blaine had a few moments of panic where he thought maybe he wasn’t cut out for this task that was being asked of him, but he’d look over at Tony and see his mother, just a little bit, and how light Hunter seemed to be right now, and then at his boyfriend, his soulmate, his person and it would all slip away… Seb looked happy and hopeful and he held Blaine close the whole time they sat and talked and drank. It was hard to feel anything other than good when Sebastian looked like that.
Eventually Seb started to yawn and even suggested that Blaine use magic to clean up their messes, which was wild to him considering Sebastian usually liked for him to keep magic more simple. Even after all these years, Seb still would stare in awe and wonder and a little bit of warrant fear over some of the magical tasks that Blaine could perform. And magically cleaning a whole house in one go would do that trick. Seb wasn’t afraid of Blaine, but magic was wild and even though Blaine was a very practiced Witch, he knew seeing something like that to a logical mind like Seb’s was a bit overwhelming. So he said goodnight to Hunter and Tony who were sleeping in the guest room and sent Seb to get ready for bed before doing his fancy bit of cleaning magic. Within minutes the courtyard and kitchen were both spotless and Blaine had rounded up Freya and Enjolras and locked the doors, and renewed his protective spells around the perimeters of the new house. His cat familiar and his not so little pup followed him up the stairs and they were both asleep at the foot of the huge bed before he could change into his pajamas. He was still buzzing with excitement as he snuggled in next to Sebastian whose energy was just as excited, if not drowsy with drink. He might just be making mild hangover cures for Sebastian and Hunter the next day.
“It looks like we found a bit of a loophole, didn’t we?” He laughed gently and pulled his drowsy boyfriend into his arms. “I mean, they said neither one of us could father children or adopt. They never said anything about being partial guardians. And they’ll be the child of two hunters, that just means they’ll get to know the truth about Witches and magic and what their parents do when they’re young, we won’t have anything to hide from them.” He paused, watching Seb’s face in the dim light. “I know it’s not what we may have eventually wanted, but I think it worked out for us. We get to be there for them. They have a safe space for their kid and we get to be important to someone. I’m really happy. Plus, you’re a lawyer, so if the Council tries to stop us from helping Hunter and Tony, you can help fight it.”
Seb snuggled into him and reassured him that he was just as happy, his words and little kisses tipsy against Blaine’s jaw. Blaine could have talked about the kid and their future forever, but he was much more sober since he was mostly made of magic and stardust, sort of, and he knew Seb would too under normal circumstances. But his boyfriend was overly happy and drunk and sleep would bring morning and morning would bring the excitement of Blaine getting to tell Sebastian of the ideas he had for the third bedroom. Hunter and Tony were gone a lot on missions, sometimes it added up to about five months out of a year. And then they only got a year and a half off after the baby was born and then it was back to the grind and of course they’d be bringing the baby over before that year was up so they could bond, so naturally the baby needed a bedroom!
He looked down at Sebastian and pressed a soft kiss to his lips, smiling when Seb mumbled his love. Blaine kissed him back and loved him just as much before settling down with the comforting weight of Seb on his chest. An array of ideas and elation for his friends and for them as he slipped into slumber.
/fin.
#andersoncharm#smythesm#orderofhunter#seblaine witch rp#seblaine#long live all the magic#sebpara#para
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It’s the 27 of August and that means it’s Sebastian’s 26th Birthday! You all already know how it went. He totally had a great time with his awesome, loving boyfriend. ;)
We’re gonna be a bit all over the place over the next month or so but we’ll be back soon with more soulmate Seblaine, witchy adventures and angst before you know it. We can’t wait to share everything we’ve got planned. 💙
-S(Blaine) & H(Seb)
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I’m still here, I promise! I’ll be more active in October/November. Stick around if you wanna see more of me. I’m totally not worried though, because of course you do. ;)
-Hunter
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Hello Everyone!
We just wanted to let all of you know that we’ll be taking a brief break from posting. Your Sebastian has been allowed to go back to work after almost two months off and is pretty exhausted. However, we will be back in two weeks or less, we promise!
Thank you all for your continued support of our little role play and for sharing in our love of these two beautiful boys. We truly can’t wait to share the rest of their story with you.
Stay safe and healthy and we’ll see you soon!
-S(Blaine) & H(Seb) (and Hunter too!)
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The Meeting//SelfPara
October 1, 2019 around 11:30 pm.
The Meeting between Tony and Blaine.
Pairing: Self Para.
Mentions: Sebastian Smythe and Hunter Clarington were approved and used with permission by respective players. Original Character- Tony Thompson.(Logan Browning Face Claim)
Location: Sebastian’s Cambridge Apartment.
Notes/Warnings: Fluff? Saddness? Happiness? Cheesiness that’s for sure.
Raiting: PG.
Blaine lay snuggled up against Sebastian, his boyfriend’s body warm and comforting even though the other man had long since fallen asleep leaving Blaine in the company of Seb’s gentle puffs of breath escaping between teeth and lips against a pillow. And towards the foot of the bed the snore of a giant golden retriever drifted up to his ears. The two sounds gave Blaine more comfort than any blanket ever could. Freya, to Blaine’s surprise, had decided that she too was going to stay at Sebastian’s apartment tonight and was currently curled up on top of the dresser at the foot of the bed. Of course she had to be sleeping above the rest of them. She liked to pretend she didn’t like being around Sebastian and her new, overly enthusiastic friend Ras, but Blaine knew better and was glad she stayed. She completed the picture of their little family and it made Blaine’s heart feel light and full at the same time and added to his already incredible day. He knew he should be sleeping but, the events of the day were still bouncing around in his head and he couldn’t stop smiling.
It happened less than 16 hours ago but Blaine could still remember the grip he’d had on Sebastian's hand as he waited for Hunter and his girlfriend to show up. The last time he had been this nervous was the day he’d met Sebastian. This was a different kind of nervous though. Blaine as finally going to get to meet the girl his mother had given her life for. Sebastian had done his best to keep him calm. His voice lilting and sweet in his ear as he reassured Blaine once again that it was going to be okay. That Tony would love him and that he’d feel better once he did this. It had worked for the most part but, that didn’t stop Blaine’s heart from leaping into his throat as soon as their car pulled up. He felt Hunter first and then a new energy. A positive, spit fire energy that thrummed with eagerness. It wasn’t until She was standing in front of him that he felt his mom. After all these years, a bit of her energy was still with Tony. Of course it was, she’d given everything she had to this girl when she’d brought her back from the brink of death.
Antoinette Thompson stood about five foot one. Her curls natural and full framed a smooth, golden brown, heart shaped face. Alarming yet warm blue eyes took him in when Sebastian opened the door and let the two of them in. She reached out to shake his hand and Blaine had to remember to breathe.
Antoinette, but please call me Tony. I’ve been waiting so long to meet you, Blaine.
He smiled and made sure she knew he felt the same. He could feel how nervous she was when she shook his hand. Her fingers slim but strong. He’d never get over feeling his mother with her. He knew she wasn’t his mom, sure, but the fact that his mom had left a trace of herself with this girl gave him comfort and he felt a sense of almost complete calm he’d not felt in a long time. Seb had squeezed his hand and kissed his cheek before urging Hunter to go out onto the balcony with him. Hunter had looked at Seb like he was crazy for a few minutes before finally understanding and reluctantly going outside. Ras finally left too after some urging from Seb and Hunter. But, it was ultimately Freya, who had been watching Tony since she got here with a look of acceptance, that managed to get Ras to come outside. As soon as they were outside Tony had turned to him and took his hands in hers. Her blue eyes wide and her voice a little shaky as she spoke.
I can’t believe I found you. I’ve waited so many years to talk to you. I didn’t know your name or your face but you look exactly how I imagined. I’ve wanted to thank you and tell you that I promise you I won’t throw the life your mother gave me away. Now that I know her name and what she did all of the memories the Council took from me are back and I remember her face. I remember how kind she was. I remember her eyes as she healed me. And the sweet tone of her humming... You have her eyes, you know that? I remember them even though I wasn’t supposed to remember anything. They’re just ask kind as hers. She told me about her son and how he wanted to heal the world with his magical song. Is that still you, Blaine? Because if so I can’t wait to be your friend. I hope we can be friends…
For a moment as Tony spoke Blaine felt like a fifteen year old kid again watching his lively, kind, brave and beautiful mother wither away. Her olive skin turning papery and fragile. Her warm golden eyes turned glassy and her thick black hair pulling away from her scalp and leaving a skeleton behind as the wicked and dark magic meant for someone else ravaged her body. His mind suddenly switched and he saw a younger version of this feisty, passionate, daring and lovely woman. He saw her go through what his mother went through only Tony was thirteen and her parents were the heartbroken ones and in that moment Blaine understood, without a doubt, why his mom had done it. He understood why she put her hands on Tony’s heart and took her pain away and allowed it to take her away from him and from his dad. He’d have done it, too.
Blaine had told her with a lump in his throat that he hadn’t done anything. That his mother was the hero and that yeah, that was still him only he knew that he couldn’t heal the whole world anymore. Not with magic. But he still wanted to play music and then told her that he wanted to do music therapy to help people and then his voice had fucking cracked before he could get the sentences out and Tony had opened her arms and then both of them were crying and hugging. They sat on the couch and talked and talked. They talked about his mom, her parents, about his dad and how it was too bad they couldn’t meet. They talked about Sebastian and how much he meant to Blaine and that he was more than a boyfriend that he was Blaine’s Fate and Tony had promised she’d keep their secret and keep them safe like Hunter had been. Then they talked about Hunter and Blaine could see the blush creep in. And even though she rolled her eyes and acted like he was a pain he could clearly see that they were meant to be.
Within an hour and a half they were laughing and smiling like they’d been friends forever. This caused Ras to eventually bark happily from out on the patio which prompted Seb to poke his head in and ask if it was cool for them to come in. Plus, Hunter was just starving, Sebastian had told them with his own eye roll. Blaine pulled Seb in while Tony went out to get Hunter and smiled up at his boyfriend telling him that he was so right. He did feel better. And that he’d always miss his mom but that he knew he’d be okay. And he knew his mom had died doing something incredible. He’d always known it but, meeting Tony proved it.
Seb had pulled Blaine close and kissed him gently before giving him a squeeze murmuring into his ear in his soothing, matter of fact voice about how proud he was of Blaine for getting through it and how he told him he could do it. Blaine had smiled red faced and pressed his face into Seb’s chest slightly embarrassed because he wanted to cry all over again. When he pulled back, not letting go of Seb’s hand, he noted Hunter was doing something along the same lines for Tony, looking at her like he was proud and just so in love and Blaine was struck again with the sure knowledge that the two of them were soul mates, too. He could feel it in their energy.
They’d went to dinner and drinks and it was as if the four of them had been close for years. Sebastian was easy with Tony, not closed off or forced and that meant something. She seemed relaxed with Seb as well. They all had a bond now. He supposed they always did. Somehow they would have found each other. As cheesy as it sounded they really did all have a connection. They all knew the biggest secrets about each other. He supposed to made sense that they would be close now. All four of them. Yes, even Hunter…
He laughed at that thought to himself which in turn woke Sebastian up. Sort of. He grumbled something unintelligible and wiggled closer. Blaine mumbled a sorry and pressed his nose into the back of Seb’s neck before giving it a little kiss. His boyfriend grunted and wiggled back even further into Blaine like he was freezing even though he was wearing pajamas for once and seventy five pounds of Ras was draped over his legs. Sebastian sleepily and grumpily mumbled for Blaine to, “Go to sleep and cuddle me, damn it.” Blaine’s lips curled into a smile against star dust freckled skin as he slipped his arms around Seb and let his eyes close. Soon his breathing matched Sebastian’s and sleep carried him away.
/fin
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ooc post for those that follow along with this rp. :)
Hello! We just wanted to let you know that we’re going to be on a little hiatus but, as always, we WILL be back. :) Like always it won’t be for more than one or two weeks. Thanks for your patience and we’ll see you all soon!
-S(Blaine) and H(Seb)
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OOC post for those that follow along with this rp. :)
Hey guys! We just wanted to let you know that we’re going to be gone for a week or two. But, like always, we’ll be back! We also wanted to let you all know that we plan on keeping this thing going for as long as possible and if we ever decide to stop we’ll give you all a warning! Just keep in mind that we’re active but, busy people so sometimes we’re just a little slow with replies. See you all soon!
PS: Expect the return of a certain funny but, oh so ridiculous Hunter Clarington very soon.
-S(Blaine) and H(Seb)
#ooc#seblaine#sebastian smythe#blaine anderson#hunter clarington#rp#coven rp#witch rp#andersoncharm#smythesm#orderofhunter
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And it's My Whole Heart Deemed and Delivered a Crime-Part 1- Thursday, November 12, 2020
MiniPara: And it's My Whole Heart Deemed and Delivered a Crime-Part 1
Rating: PG.
Pairing: Seblaine.
Hunter: @orderofhunter
Blaine: @andersoncharm
Sebastian: @smythesm
When: Thursday, November 12, 2020- Early morning.
Location: Sebastian’s Apartment- Boston, MA
Notes: Hunter and Tony bring warnings to Blaine and Sebastian. (Mostly between Blaine and Hunter, Sebastian has a small part.)
Warnings: This rp includes; Mentions of death. Parental Death (Blaine’s Mom), Mentions of toxic past relationships. Mentions of brief past Klaine.
Extra Warnings: (This hasn’t been brought up for a bit but, this RP is not Kurt Hummel friendly. You’ve all been warned.)
Blaine’s POV:
Sleep hadn’t come to Blaine Wednesday night, it hadn’t come easy to him since Sam had dropped it on him that Kurt, his spiteful ex boyfriend accidentally knew about his forbidden relationship with Sebastian. He’d been tossing and turning only to make himself get out of bed so that he could recheck the boundaries of Sebastian’s apartment building. He’d reinforce all of his protection and deflection spells every single night. He found himself sitting close by and glancing over at Sebastian as he slept, studying the shape angles of his perfect face, more often than sleeping himself and his body was starting to feel it. He was exhausted yet terrified to make a sleeping draught for himself, what he was to wake up only to find that they’d taken Seb from him? It wouldn’t happen that way, he was sure of it. He had to tell himself that the Council and Order didn’t just harm humans, that they’d only tamper with his memory and only after a fair- hopefully fair, trial for the Witch in question.
Freya and his own father had been basically MIA for the last three weeks and Blaine was trying not to take it as a bad sign, he knew better than that though. When he did see Freya, she came with warnings and Blaine would ignore her, tell her that he’d manage it and they’d all be okay to which she’d disappear all over again and he wouldn’t see her for days. He’d been dismissed from his work with his father and had only seen him twice since Sam had dropped the news on him and each time Will looked murderous and stressed, and if Blaine were honest with himself, a little like he might burst into tears at any second. Ras, even though he was only a companion for humans, could still sense Blaine’s raw energy and he’d stay up with him sometimes, his chin on Blaine’s knee as Seb slept. Blaine would idly stroke the dog's golden fur to comfort himself just as much as Enjolras and whisper how he’d make sure to keep his papa safe for him.
Needless to say Blaine was prepared when he heard the sharp knocking on the door at 4:46 am on Thursday morning. He knew it was Hunter, he knew the man now and had become his friend and had learned his energy so he could feel Hunter’s annoyance, anger and fear before he even stood up from the bed. He made his way over to the other side to press a kiss against Seb’s temple telling him it was just Hunter and that he should just stay in bed. He’d take care of it. Blaine knew better, Sebastian would come padding down the little hall after him shortly regardless of what he’d said and Blaine actually wanted him to, wanted to keep him close but didn’t want to disturb him. Just behind Hunter’s energy Blaine could feel Tony, her energy feeling just as angry and fearful but with a side of determination that always followed the woman that his mother had given his life for. His friend and sister that he’d accepted without second thought.
He gave Ras one last pat and made his way to the front door, his bare feet hitting the cold hardwood as he took deep breaths to prepare himself for the news he was sure to come. The fact that Hunter didn’t just use his key was proof of that. This was formal, this was real. And as he opened the door to their faces he wondered if Hunter would take him now, he wondered if he should have kissed Sebastian harder last night, if he should have held him closer and told him he loved him an extra time… He swallowed hard and stepped aside for the two of them, forcing his voice to steady.
“So... they know, don’t they?”
Hunter’s POV:
Hunter had been called in to an emergency meeting with the High Order. His stomach twisted in knots and his hands would have shook if he didn’t have expert control over his nervous ticks. He knew what this was about and he had been dreading this moment for a long time. Hunter rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and drank a Red Bull in two swigs, pulled on his best suit and made sure his blade was tucked away discreetly at his side. Tony was already awake and ready strapped into her tall black boots and braids pulled back high on her head.They barely spoke as a sober cloud followed them to the headquarters. They were in silent agreement that Hunter would volunteer to go retrieve Blaine if he wasn’t selected and Tony would protect Sebastian.
From the moment he crashed into Seb’s place and met Blaine, he knew this was inevitable. He could cry if he hadn’t been trained so well, because he had worked so hard to protect the two of them. Hunter had risked his legacy and his reputation to delay this process for as long as he could. He and Tony had ignored their better judgement so that they could all pretend to exist in their tiny bubble of friendship and love and laughter. To dance until their legs ache and fall into a pile of limbs on Sebastian’s living room floor, to see his best friend finally smile a smile he had never seen, to see Tony and Blaine finally breathe a sigh of relief.
The meeting went exactly how Hunter had expected. His father had handpicked Hunter for a mission and announced that The Council had requested a witch be brought in in 24 hours.
“This is a sensitive case. The witch involved is the Son of Headmaster and East Coast High Council leader Willem Anders, under the guise of Anderson now, and there is also...a human.” Hunter’s father made a point of looking into his eyes. His friendship with Sebastian obviously wasn’t a secret, his father knew the Smythes. His mind had finally (a little too late) made the connection that his father had figured out he was in the middle of everything. Why would Sebastian Smythe, Harvard law student and son of Thomas and Sabine be involved in something the very opposite of himself? Hunter could only imagine all of the things his father was thinking. “The human is not to be harmed. We’ll have agents watching his residence.” And Tony will be stealth on the roof for extra protection, he thought to himself.
Hunter’s father pulled him aside and made sure to let him know how disappointed he was and to threaten him into making sure this expedition went off without any inconveniences. He had begged for more time but wasn’t allowed. “The Council is agitated,Hunter. Their idol being brought in for a trial? Their leader persecuting his own child? One of our family friends involved? I’ve had to pull a lot of strings. Twenty Four hours. Do not fuck this up.”
Hunter headed over to the apartment by himself and couldn’t help but shew on his fingernails as the radio growled in the background of his busy thoughts. Tony had already taken off, he was sure she’d be there waiting after doing recon of the neighborhood. If the witches were agitated, who knew what meddling could be happening. Obviously the wrong witch had found out about Sebastian. Blaine had been so careful, though. Hunter’s mind was running in circles. His phone had pinged. No hunters or witches. They needed to get in and out.
Hunter stood in the living room and made sure that his breathing was even and his hands were steady. He was about to speak when Seb padded out into the living room. His sleepy features looked confused and then scared.Hunter thought to himself that he had never seen him look like that before.
“They do.” He kept his eyes on Blaine because he couldn’t stand to see what would happen to his best friend’s face.
“I’m going to go off book here. You have 24 hours, after that I have to officially tell you that you’ve been summoned and bring you in for trial, Blaine. I tried to get more time.”
Blaine’s POV:
It didn’t matter that Blaine had already known this was coming, it didn’t matter that he’d spent almost every waking hour since he’d met Sebastian trying to keep him and their relationship safe or that he’d done his best to ignore the warnings that something was coming from him and just focus on what he needed to do. However, hearing Hunter say those words and seeing his face and Tony’s face was like a gut punch and it took all of Blaine’s dwindling energy not to sway on his feet. He blinked once, his eyes finding Sebastian’s for a moment for strength, and he wanted to go to him. Wanted to hold his hand and wipe the scared look off of his face. His boyfriend looked so small and childlike for a moment. Confusion and fear evading his normally collected features and there wasn’t a single thing Blaine could do right now to take it away.
He took another steadying breath as Freya sauntered into the apartment and sat down next to Ras, her energy keeping the nervous pup at bay. She looked at Hunter with momentary disdain, like she was going to do something about him taking her person away. She knew better though. Hunter and Tony were friends. They wouldn't hurt him. Hunter was doing Blaine and Sebastian a service by coming to them first. He could have just waited until 4:30 am tomorrow to come and take him in. He nodded once and looked up at the two of them, pulling his eyes away from Freya and Ras.
“I know you did, Hunter. And I am grateful for the both of you. You’ve already done us a solid by telling us as early as you did. Thank you.” He paused, his brain kicking into overdrive. “I- my dad…?”
He didn’t know what he was asking but Hunter’s subtle nod told him all he needed to know. It suddenly made sense why he hadn’t seen much of his father for a bit. He was being prepared to head a trial. His stomach dropped and if it weren’t for the fact that he knew Sam had been the one to spill it he would have thought maybe it had been his dad. Did his dad hate him now? Of course he’d know that Blaine was with someone he wasn’t supposed to be with, how could he not know? He’d all but said it outloud. Would he try to help him? Would he turn him away and send him the fire for ashes? It all sounded so very dramatic but it was the way of Witches. He took another deep breath and stepped towards the two of them before pulling Tony into a tight hug. She’d been standing strong but her energy was sadness now and Blaine wanted to take it away.
“Hey, it’s going to be okay. Yeah?” She nodded at him, but didn’t look convinced as she reluctantly let go. He then reached out and shook Hunter’s hand, another thank you, this one silent and for his last day with Sebastian. He kept his voice low so only Hunter could really hear him. “Sebastian first, okay? Keep him safe first...” The thought of Seb’s memories being stolen from him was too much for Blaine. He let his voice trail off and let his hand drop and moved towards Seb, finally allowing his fingers to link tightly with his soulmates. “I know I shouldn’t be asking the two of you for anything more… but do you think you could not tell me what’s happening with the trial? The less I know the better. A-and maybe if you could give us until the very last minute tomorrow?” He was trying to keep his shit together. Trying to keep calm for everyone else in the room. “I’ll be ready at 4:30 in the morning, not a minute later. I’ll come willingly, but I understand the need for restraint. Especially if we need to save face.” He swallowed hard, his fingers tightening on Seb’s as he struggled to come to terms with the fact that he might only have one day left with Sebastian. Probably forever.
Sebastian’s POV:
Sebastian’s head was buzzing and he felt like he could throw up. Blaine had warned him about this day. Hunter had chastised them about being careful.They had been in limbo for a few weeks and spending as much time as they possibly could together and yet, it felt too sudden. He held onto Blaine’s hand and squeezed. Sebastian shook his head and mouthed no but of course everybody would be worried about the average, powerless human.
His eyes welled up with tears and his knees trembled. Seb hated this feeling, hated feeling useless, hated the thought of Blaine being restrained and pulled out of his apartment into an uncertain fate. How was he supposed to not spend the whole night not dwelling on the fact he might lose the love of his life? That his best friend had to be involved in all of this bullshit?
Seb wrapped an arm around Blaine’s waist and kept him close as Hunter spoke. He gave a weak smile when he touched his shoulder and promised the two of them he’d stay put in the apartment even though it was going to drive him insane.
Hunter’s POV:
Hunter shook Blaine’s hand and nodded, “Of course, Blaine. We have to do the next part for the show of it. I’m risking a lot being here right now but this is the plan. I’m going to come here at approximately 4:30 am. I’ll be in my official garb and I’ll summon you. I have to restrain you. My dad knows that I know you and to protect as many of us involved as possible, we have to go by the book. That doesn’t mean that we don’t have some...tricks up our sleeves. Tony will start watch tonight and I’m going to do some behind the scenes work.”
He took a step towards his friends. Sebastian’s eyes were watery and it made him hate the situation that much more. “Blaine, we’re doing everything we can to help you. Bas…” He reached out and gave his friend’s shoulder squeeze, He couldn’t find the words to comfort him. Not because he didn’t want to, he just knew that there weren’t any. Hunter looked the two of them over one more time before stepping away. Fuck, he hoped he could fix this. All he wanted to do was wrap Blaine in a hug and tease him again.
He cleared his throat and stepped back, he needed to be in business mode. “Sebastian, you’re to stay in this apartment tomorrow. Blaine, make him some droughts to stay calm.” Hunter turned to head towards the door where Tony waited to start her stake out. “4:30 am sharp.” He stepped out into the hallway and exhaled. Tony held on to his hand for a moment before bounding up the stairs. They didn’t need to speak, they both knew what lay ahead and that words were no use at this point.
Blaine’s POV:
Blaine wracked his brain for an idea, anything that would help his friends help him and Sebastian. All he had was his fierce and sure knowledge that Sebastian was his soulmate, his red string, meant for him and written in the stars. It didn't matter that the rules said a human couldn’t be that. Just like it hadn’t mattered that he’d be sent to the pyre if it were found out. Blaine knew that other witches had been burned for breaking this rule. But, those witches had been only playing with the human in question, and those humans had gone on to live lives and had been made to forget what the sinister Witch had done to their minds. But, Blaine and Sebastian were different. They were real, this wasn’t make believe. And as he watched Sebastian’s green eyes well up with tears he wanted to curse the gods once again. How cruel were they to do this to them? Let him meet this man that he wanted nothing more than to spend his forever with just to rip him away… It was in that moment that he knew- given the choice between Sebastian and keeping his magic he’d give up every wonder he’d ever known from his craft just to be able to grow old with him. Of course it didn’t work like that, they could drain him almost all the way down, weaken him, or completely snuff him out. But, they could never just take away his magic. It was his gift and his curse.
He could feel it, the swell of rage and magic combining in his body over the absolute unfairness of it all. For the first time since his mother had died he felt dangerous. Like he could do something awful, something truly worthy of getting him sent to ashes. He felt the tingle of darkness in his fingertips and for a split second Blaine wanted to fight, wanted to tell the world to fuck off, to hex the elders and runaway with Seb. But, that would mean Sebastian would have to give up his career, and he was so close. It would mean losing Hunter and Tony and his dad and Sam. It would mean giving up the kind, loving nature he was known for. It would mean throwing away his healing powers. He never thought he might have it in him to hurt someone, but right now, just this second, he felt a tiny semblance of why some Witches went bad. He closed his eyes and focused on Sebastian’s hand in his and his mom’s clear quartz that pressed heavy and lovingly against his chest and took a deep breath. Slowly he felt the rage start to subside, he felt it go from his heart and down his legs and into the floor, leaving him feeling sad yet determined. He’d do the right thing, but he’d make damn sure he went down making sure that they knew they were wrong. That he and Sebastian were the real thing. He only wished he knew a way to prove it.
He looked to Hunter and Tony and gave them a sincere smile, trying to show them how grateful for them he was. It tugged at his heart as he watched Hunter squeeze Seb’s shoulder in goodbye, knowing that the next time he saw him he’d be taking Blaine away from him. He stood there for a moment, Sebastian’s arm around him, heavy and comforting as he listened to the door close and heard the click of Hunter’s key locking the door. Not that it mattered, Blaine would be putting up even more protection charms before the next morning. Charms that only allowed Freya, Hunter and Seb and him into this home. He stood there, letting the built up feelings wash over him for a moment. He now had less than twenty four hours to spend with Sebastian and Ras and Freya, he needed to keep his head level. He turned then and looked up at Seb, his arms wrapping around him tightly and his face pressing into his chest.
“It’s going to be okay…” His words were a murmur and he repeated them twice before pulling back and giving Seb a tired smile. “I’m gonna make breakfast for us, yeah? A big one with twice the bacon and strawberries. Since we’ve got to stay in anyway, might as well go all out” He tiptoed up and pressed a lingering kiss on Seb’s lips before turning away to head into the kitchen making sure to pull Seb along behind him, not daring to be away from him even that much.
...to be continued in part 2 within the next couple of weeks.
/fin.
#para#mini para#seblaine#smythesm#seblaine witch rp#and it's my whole heart#sebpara#seb#hunter clarington#hunter and seblaine#hunterpara
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Seblaine and Hunter- You Know The Penalty If You Fail/Feb 4, 2020
Para: You Know The Penalty If You Fail
Rating: PG.
Pairing: Seblaine @smythesm, @andersoncharm and Hunter Clarington. @orderofhunter
When: Tuesday, February 4, 2020
Location: Seb’s Apartment.
Notes: Hunter brings warnings that maybe Blaine ought to be more careful when using magic with Sebastian.
Warnings: Things are changing. Features a bittersweet ending.
Hunter:
It was normal for Hunter to get called in for emergencies at The Headquarters. He had proven himself to be efficient and thorough in his research and on his hunts and was being set up to follow in his father’s footsteps to lead The Order. Hunter had traveled the world, hunting rogue witches who sacrificed children deep in forests, researching the various creatures that wicked witches morphed into, and making sure the correct affiliates came through if it wasn’t a witch or a cryptid (Aliens=FBI and Ghosts= fucking Zachary BAGELBITES...yuck. Fucking Ghosts were drama.)
So, it wasn’t shocking when Hunter was sent in to figure out the truth behind Facebook posts about phantom footsteps in an empty apartment in Arkansas or snap chat videos of flying women jumping through trees in England. The invention of Twitter and Facebook and hoax videos on YouTube was a turbulent time for The Order. Hunter could hardly remember, as he was so young when the internet became a major problem for them but, his parents had to work overtime tracking down the creators of videos featuring little goblins and objects being thrown around rooms, only to hit dead ends filled with bored college kids and middle aged dudes looking for attention. Sometimes, though, the videos or posts would lead to rogue witches or possessions or abductions. The Order had created a department to keep track of the goings on of social media and kept connections with the appropriate affiliates to keep all things supernatural, well, in order. This department had decided that it was best to send the younger hunters in, seeing as they knew the world of the internet best, and who better than actual troll Hunter Clarington? He had a knack for figuring out hoaxes faster than anybody else at the order, and could distinguish whether a house was haunted or inhabited by a crone cooking up cancerous spells in no time.
So, on this random day when we was brought in for a tweet that was gaining speed online, he was expecting the usual. Go in to some random location, do some research, extinguish the problem or call in another expert and wash his hands of it, file a report, go home. When he sat down with the head of the social media department, and was shown the tweets, his stomach turned. It was Paris. It was a blurry photo of the Eiffel Tower, a figure (Or figures?) perched at the top. The tweet, in French, questioned if it was a ghost and it was picking up speed online. Hunter could see that it was posted at 3AM on Christmas morning.
Hunter kept his eyes trained on the big screen behind his superiors head, the photo blown up and accentuated. He could see two figures clinging together. He swallowed thickly but kept his eyes trained ahead of him, willed his heart to chill out and his pulse not to quicken (he was trained to do this after all). Sebastian had told him that Blaine had ‘popped’ in and visited him in the early hours of Christmas Morning. He had also told him that his lovely boyfriend took him to the top of the famous monument around 3. Hunter couldn’t let anybody see him sweat or let on that he might already know something. He accepted the mission and was given his plane tickets for that very night. He had to travel with the normies in order to blend and usually his skin would itch for use of the private jet but he was too stressed out to worry about being flashy and frivolous. Hunter just wanted to get there and get this done.
Hunter requested that Tony come with for training purposes, the request was approved, and the two of them were off to Paris that evening. It was all business on this trip. He explained that he thought Blaine was the very witch in the post and Tony understood the seriousness of the implication.
“It’s an old city, Hunter. If we find out that it was Blaine and not a Matagot, which it could be...we can pin it on a ghost.”
Hunter made a mental note to remind Tony that Matagot’s were native to Southern France but he didn’t want to ruin the moment, so he nodded and clenched his jaw. Because she was still right, of course, but he had never botched an expedition before. He’d never had a reason to. Hunter couldn’t let Sebastian or Blaine get hurt. Tony understood that and that’s exactly what they did. All of the evidence pointed to witches hanging out on top of the Eiffel tower. Hunter could scream. It was them, there was no way it wasn’t. Tony helped him pin it on a haunting she had found in the area surrounding the Eiffel Tower and Hunter made the original poster delete the tweet with a check and a flash of his sharp jawline.
Hunter took a day to decompress before he went into The Headquarters and explained it all away. He explained that he had handed the case over and had the posts scrubbed from the internet (even got a hold of the pesky podcast that had covered it and requested the episode play elevator music over that specific part). He texted Sebastian and told him the three of them were going to talk, there was no playing around with this shit.
He knocked once on Sebastian’s front door before letting himself in. Of course, Blaine was already there and the two of them were sitting closely on the couch, clutching hands.
“Yeah, you should be fucking nervous,” Hunter thought to himself. He took a deep breath and walked around to stand in front of the two men.
“ I guess I should start off by saying that it’s all figured out. It’s covered up. You both owe Tony a huge thank you. She pinned it on a local haunting.” Hunter ran a hand through his hair before resting his hands on his hips. Sebastian was staring at the floor and Blaine’s eyes were the size of moons, he was squeezing the other man’s hand so hard it was turning red.
“Jesus Bas, you could look at me. You’re not in trouble. I just need you guys to know how serious this is. God, don’t make me feel like I’m your fucking dad.” He crouched down in front of them, resting gently on the coffee table. “I just can’t have this happen again, okay? Blaine, you know what they’d do to him. You know they’d have your head and they’d send me to get it.”
Sebastian:
Blaine and Sebastian were stressed and Seb was doing anything and everything to try and alleviate the heavy feeling sitting on their shoulders. He had played Broadway music in the car,tried cooking a couple of times, cleaned up the dishes when he gave up and B would whip up an amazing meal, watched Ever After multiple times and cuddled on the couch and watched Captain America and let Ras go to LeFey and took Blaine to a damn Super Bowl party.
It was at the Snowed In and Blaine had nonchalantly mentioned that maybe they could stop by. “We can go. You should watch the game. I know you don’t care about these teams but, it might be nice to be out around people.” Sebastian couldn’t believe he said that last phrase, ew. He didn’t really care about football but he cared about snacks and JLo and his boyfriend.
There were wings and cheese dip and beer and Blaine got a little macho and bro’d out over a bad play here and there and Sebastian liked what he saw. He was a little tipsy and liked the swell of Blaine’s biceps as he clutched his beer, his other hand extended towards the big screen over a fumble or some shit. They laughed and danced together towards the back of the room when Jlo and Shakira came on. What was better than cheap beer and terrible food and beautiful pop divas? Sebastian hadn’t felt this free from thought in a few days and he could tell B felt better, too. The two of them stumbled to their Lyft and fell asleep giggling with full bellies and tired bodies.
Seb played the scene of them doing a lazy tango together surrounded by Chiefs and 49ers jerseys in the crowded cafe. He tried to focus on positive things because Hunter would be there any minute and who knew what new information that would bring. Blaine held on tightly to his hand and he squeezed back, the two of them sitting silently with Ras sleeping on the bed, a calming spell from Blaine so that the pup wouldn’t fret.
Hunter came into the room and started ranting immediately. Sebastian felt like a teenager again, felt like his dad had sat him down to yell about his Lacrosse plays or his sneaking out. It triggered something inside of his brain, the shame of letting somebody down along with the acidic burn to want to yell back. But, what was there to say? They had tried so hard and still fucked up. They were in the wrong and Hunter was right. He felt like puking when he said that he could be harmed, what would they do to him? To B?
“We’re sorry.” was all he could manage. Seb squeezed Blaine’s hand again and braved a look at his face. He could tell that B was close to tears. He knew that the other man had been dreading this day.
Blaine:
Blaine had spent the last five days living his life on the cliffs edge. One second he’s fine, he’s dealing and coping with the fact that they’d more than likely been seen, and the next he’s panicking and on the verge of closing himself off and hiding in his turtle shell terrified to come out. Sebastian had been amazing throughout all of his anxieties. Let him watch his favorite movies, let him blush a little over Steve Rogers, let him take Ras to visit LeFay when Blaine couldn’t mope around Sebastian’s apartment to keep him a little calmer, Ras always had that effect on him. Kissed him sweetly when Blaine got lost in his own head. Seb had even taken him to a Super Bowl party on Sunday. And while Blaine may not have been invested in the teams playing (He much preferred college football) he still had a pretty good time and even got fired up about a shoddy play or two. He tried to keep the memory of Sebastian pulling him so close around the waist with one arm and the other waving a chicken wing around while tipsily dancing and singing along with JLo in his head as he waited for Hunter to show up.
He knew that someone out there had probably seen them and then posted something about it on some sort of social media platform. The thought irked him and made his stomach flip so hard. It’s not that Blaine didn’t pay attention to all of that, it’s just that social media had never really been his forte, sure, he posted things here or there, but his pages all had to be glamoured anyway and he only really cared to check on on very few people. Besides, hunting was the job of the Hunters. Sitting tight, keeping your head down and staying hidden, never helping anyone was a Witch’s job. Or so he’d been taught and it was all exhausting. He hardly managed to pay attention to what he was taught in his former classes and now in his “Graduate classes” with his father. He’d never wanted any of this in the first place. He didn’t want to be headmaster of LeFay, he didn’t want to hide away in that oppressive school. He’d always just wanted to do what his mother did or something similar. Heal people whether with small bits of magic or music. To voice it out loud to his father got him the same answer- Your mother had to do the same thing you’re doing in order to do what she did. And look what happened when she helped the wrong person.- Tony was not the wrong person, she was wonderful. But, it was neither here nor there to tell his father anything.
And his people had betrayed him anyway. Here he was spending every waking hour keeping the the one thing that made him more happy than anything else in the world a damn secret. And he was never ever allowed to share it. He couldn’t even allow himself to think of anything more than a few weeks in advance because what the hell was he going to do in a year or two when they sent him away to England to learn even more? Leave Sebastian behind? Run away? He swallowed hard thinking about it, willing himself not to fucking fall apart and gave Sebastian’s hand another squeeze just to show that his boyfriend was real and sitting here with him. Which should have made him feel better but just reminded him how fucking bad he’d fucked up by not thinking more clearly when he took Seb to the Eiffel Tower and got wrapped up in the perfect moment. How could he spend so much time carefully glamouring every other part of his life but forget about it when it mattered the most? He blinked back a wash of angry tears and took a steadying breath. Anger because why didn’t they deserve perfect moments like everyone else? Why couldn’t they just be in love? And tears because he fucking knew better.
He was so lucky to have people like Tony and Hunter in his life. Thankful that they gave a fuck about him and especially about Seb. He knew this was just a warning and that he needed to think clearer and be even more careful. He knew it was going to be okay. For now at least. His father seemed to know nothing about it which meant that everything was more or less fine. If they were actually found out Willem ‘Will’ Anderson would be one of the first to know, he’d be the one of the ones that would have to write up a report and send for a member of the order to bring the witch in question in. None of that had happened though, thankfully.
His eyes flickered wide and bright up to Hunter as the other man let himself in looking like he’d stepped out of a Versace ad, jawline sharp enough to cut, hair perfectly in place, grey suit tailored just so. Impeccable and smarmy even though he’d been traveling on a plane. He watched as Hunter made his way over and crouched down in front of them like someones very stylish dad giving his son a talk about why we don’t have boys in our rooms alone at night. Blaine bit the inside of his cheek, as he listened. Nodding miserably about how he owed Tony. His fingers tight in Seb’s. He knew all of this. He’d been kicking his own ass about it for five days now.
He finally let his eyes settle on Hunter’s, silently asking him not to delve too far into what they might do to him or Sebastian because he knew. He knew damn well that he’d either be taken away and locked up so he’d never see Seb again or that they’d have him on a pyre and use his magical ashed bones as a cautionary tale. He knew they’d steal away Seb’s best memories of him and because they were Fated, soul mates by magical design that it might not work and it might send his very human boyfriend, his reason to smile into madness. Sebastian didn’t need to hear all of that right now. He knew just about enough as it was. Sebastian’s little voice the we’re sorry shook him out of his thoughts and prompted him to speak.
“You didn’t do anything wrong, Seb.” He loosened his grip in favor of linking their fingers together and turned to his boyfriend, his voice thick. “It’s my fault and I’m the one that’s sorry. I’m sorry to you for putting you at risk. I was so caught up in our moment that I didn’t- I couldn't think about anything else.” He turned his gaze to Hunter and shook his head. “I’m sorry that you and Tony had to go through all of this- trouble just because of my negligence.” He bit his lip and swallowed. “What can I do to fix this? And don’t you tell me nothing because I know I messed up. And I know that I need to do something, anything to make it up to you. To make you understand that I would never, consciously, put Seb in danger. This- This wasn’t meant to happen and gods, I’m sorry.” His voice cracked slightly on that last note prompting a whine from a very magically quiet Ras in the bedroom and a rub against his knee from a Freya that seemed to appear out of nowhere. A Freya that had jumped up onto the table and was fixing Hunter with a clear look of hey he gets it. Not threatening per se, more trust me he’s beating himself up enough.
Hunter:
Hunter knew that Sebastian and Blaine were stressed and upset. The trained side of his brain, the one that executed missions and studied until his eyes crossed, knew that they needed to feel this way. That they needed to realize the weight of their actions, let the seriousness of the situation seep into their skin. The other side of his brain, the side that was Sebastian’s best friend, wanted to wipe the slate clean and hug his friends and assure them he would always protect them. Because he would, what would life be like without Bas’s scowl whenever Hunter made a bad joke? Without his long legs and love for dogs? Without Blaine’s snacks and his open arms for Tony?
Hunter recognized the look on Blaine’s face. He didn’t want him to mention what could happen to Sebastian. He gave a curt nod of his chin in response. “I don’t think that there’s anything you can do now. It’s been fixed. I handed the case over to the ghost boys. Maybe they’ll film an episode about the location Tony found.” Hunter shrugged and reached forward to pat Blaine’s knee and then re thought it. He couldn’t give in yet, all he wanted to do was squeeze in between them on the couch and loosen his Gucci tie. “Doesn’t mean that this isn’t serious but, I think you understand that. Just don’t do this shit again, okay? This fucking sucked.”
Hunter heard the soft paws of an animal land. He looked up to see a white fluff of fur with remarkable eyes. The dagger strapped to his side thrummed with energy, and not just from Blaine. This was a familiar. He could sense the message, lay off the boy. “I’m just doing my job, ma’am.” Hunter rolled his eyes, “She’s intense,Anderson.” He cleared his throat after a few beats, and looked at both of the men. “I want to move past this. I just want you guys to promise to be more responsible. Seb...what would I do if you got hurt? What would Sabine do? Blaine, just think of your dad and Tony next time you want to play Fabio.”
Sebastian:
Sebastian hated when Hunter got serious like this. Not because it was annoying, even if he pretended it was in the future, but because letting down your best friend was a different type of low. Seeing the little wrinkle in between Hunter’s eyebrows always signaled sadness or stress, and there it sat, judging him. “We promise, okay? Call it a moment of weakness.” Sebastian let go of Blaine’s hand in favor of wrapping his arm around the other man’s waist. He squeezed his hip.
He bit his bottom lip and nodded when Hunter mentioned himself and his mother. He didn’t want to entertain the thought of breaking his mother’s heart like that and deep, deep down he hated upsetting his best friend. “I got it. I think B understands, too.” He looked at Blaine and read his watery, gold eyes. Seb knew that he felt the seriousness to his core and regretted potentially putting Sebastian in harm’s way. “So, can we just move on now?”
Blaine:
Blaine gave Freya a little smile of thanks, knowing that she appreciated Hunter calling her ma’am more than she’d ever let Blaine know. She didn’t need to be so worried around Hunter but he appreciated her protection all the same. “Yeah, she really is. I mean, she’s very old and has been through a lot. Or so she likes to remind me often.” He attempted to joke but it fell flat and his laugh felt forced. Which was ridiculous because this was Hunter. They were friends. They’d worked rather hard to get to this point too. And now Tony was brought up and all he could think about was his mom and how if Tony were upset with him it might mean his mother would be too. He sighed, resigning to the fact that he felt miserable and that it was going to take a long time for him to let this subside.
Not because he wanted to dwell on it, but because he needed to let this sting for a little bit. Their lives depended on it. He needed to remember that it wasn’t just about Sebastian but also about Hunter and Tony and their jobs and how much they cared for him and Sebastian and about Sabine. He could just picture Sabine’s pretty face full of sorrow over losing her only son to some unseen madness. He also needed to remember that no matter how strained their relationship was that he was all his father had left and that he ought to think of that more often too.
He nodded to Hunter, his face heating up at the mention of him trying to be Fabio. “I wasn’t- no, that’s not what I was trying to do…” He bit his lip, trailing off. Feeling a little embarrassed over his display of romance and showing Seb that Paris could still be romantic even if you were raised there. He had to remind himself that Sebastian had loved it. He had been filled with wonder and looked like he was falling in love with his city again. So maybe it was worth it after all. But, he only felt comfortable thinking that now knowing that they were all safe. Hunter and Tony were okay and had managed. Nobody had seen him or Seb. They were okay. And they would be okay for now. He knew it was going to sit with him but, he needed to move on or it would eat him up and make him wonder why he was doing this. Why was he insistent on staying when everything was screaming at him to walk away and the other man be. But, how could he? It would break his heart in two. And he knew it would do the same to Sebastian. He didn’t really feel like he could exist without him any longer. And after what he went through with losing his mother he wouldn’t be able to walk away. And really, call him dramatic but, he’d rather die than leave. He knew Sebastian knew he had a choice too. He just chose Blaine. Their little red string was stronger than ever and he’d be damned if he snipped it on his own. He just also needed to remember how high the stakes were now and always.
He gave another nod and set his jaw. “I can promise you that it won’t ever happen again. We will never be seen and my guard will never be down in public again.” He reached his free hand out and gave Hunter’s a firm shake and made a promise to send Tony a long message later. (She was in Ohio with her parents for the week.) He allowed Sebastian to pull him closer, comforting him, he could feel the heat of his hand radiating to his hip. He let himself feel it for a moment, the closeness and the energy of his boyfriend’s love before clearing his throat. “Seb’s right. We should move on but, we shouldn’t forget. I keep my word and I stand by what I said.” He nodded and allowed a small genuine smile grace his face. “Why don’t I make us dinner? We could relax and maybe watch a movie? I’m sure you have clothing here somewhere, Hunter.”
Hunter:
Hunter stood up from the coffee table and clasped his hands together. He was satisfied that this was all over and resolved and that the two of them seemed genuinely sorry. Hunter stretched out his legs and shook them before he stretched his arms up to the ceiling. “Oh, I’ll borrow some of Bas’s stuff. I always do!” He didn’t wait for Sebastian to offer, he just showed himself to the bedroom, kicked off his shiny loafers, and found an old Dalton Warblers tee shirt (he had one,too but this one said SMYTHE on the back!) and a pair of black Nike sweatpants. He folded up his suit and tucked his dagger in between the layers of luxurious fabric before setting the items on the dresser. Before leaving the room he ruffled the sleeping Golden’s ears.
Hunter came back out to the living room where he forced himself in between the two men on the couch. “God, guys. That was tough. I hate being mad at you two. Don’t do that again. Where’s the remote? I wanna watch Fast Five. Gal Gadot is in it so, Bas will like it.” Hunter fidgeted with the television for a moment, thinking about what he should ask Blaine to cook. “Surprise us,Anderson!”
Sebastian:
Sebastian didn’t even attempt to move from his spot as Hunter took off towards his room. He knew that Hunter was going to do whatever he wanted, anyway. “That wasn’t so bad, right?” Seb leaned in and gave Blaine a few kisses while they were alone. He was so relieved that they weren’t going to get turned over to The Order or forced to break up. Sebastian clung to Blaine for a few moments longer, their joy unspoken and their bodies limp from the weight of stress.
He wasn’t shocked when Hunter squeezed in between them on the couch, it was usually like this when he was around. Seb grabbed the remote and shoved it in his friend’s hand. This man, this annoying little shit, had saved them. Had flown to Paris and cleaned up their mess and sucked up his ego and risked his career and reputation. “Sure, Hunter. I’m sure I can suffer through it. Promise not to get hard when Paul Walker walks on the screen, though.” He punched the other man in the arm, pushed him off the couch a little bit as they laughed. God, he loved his friend and his boyfriend and his life was once again set back into balance.
Blaine:
Blaine let out a laugh that felt far too good to release. “What did you think I meant by my statement in the first place, Clarington?” He rolled his eyes as Hunter all but sauntered into their bedroom to no doubt find an outfit of Seb’s that would annoy the shit out of him. He was lucky he was so damn endearing. Annoyingly so but endearing all the same. He let himself be kissed and comforted by his boyfriend, relishing the way his lips fit perfectly against his. “You’re right, it could have been much worse.” He sat pressed to Sebastian, enjoying his company and the knowledge that they’d be okay today. He should have been annoyed when Hunter all but shoved them both apart and sat himself right between them, cozying up to them. He only felt a minor sting of frustration at seeing Hunter in one of Blaine’s favorite shirts of his, because of course Hunter would pick something out that said Seb’s name so boldly. Instead his rolled his eyes and let himself be moved. His arm behind Hunter’s head, fingers brushing over Seb’s neck just so why he listened to them bicker. After all Hunter had done so much for them, he deserved to be an absolute shit tonight.
Seb’s statement about Paul Walker cheered him right up though and he let out a bigger laugh, full and real. “I think he got you there, Hunter.” He patted Hunters arm, “I hope you like chicken nachos, homemade. It was meant for our dinner but, well, I guess we gotta share now. Back in a flash.” He smiled to himself and gave Seb’s shoulder a squeeze before making his way to the kitchen. He opened three beers, delivered two to his boyfriend and friends and took a long swig before making his way back to the kitchen to cook. His smiles were coming easier and he was starting to feel a little better, the cool beer soothing his frazzled nerves as he popped the chicken into the oven for their food. But, as he stood in the doorway while he waited for the food to cook and watched his beautiful human boyfriend laugh with his slayer best friend he couldn’t help but feel there was now a little hourglass with pretty sand running down the days his life. On their lives. Maybe it’s always been there, now he just couldn’t stop thinking about it.
/fin
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