A/N: prompt fill for anon: vanilla & i guess also a prompt fill for the seblainesunday prompt: dalton blazer. there is a scene influenced by a dair scene since it was daw last week and it just happened. set during dynamic duets.
"Blaine!" Sebastian called out, jogging to catch up with the other boy, his steps echoing in the near empty corridor.
Blaine paused and turned around to face him, watching the other boy approach, bracing himself.
"Keep it." Sebastian extended the blazer he was holding towards Blaine once he was near enough, before Blaine can reject the offer he added, "It was custom made for you. It's a bit creepy how the other Warblers know your size but it isn't going to fit anyone else. Just take it."
"Thanks," Blaine replied as he gingerly took the blazer, draping it on his left arm out of habit.
"I hope to see you around." Sebastian shot him one of those rare small smiles of his and turned to leave.
Blaine was tempted to call out, he wouldn't lie and say that he didn't expect the other boy to put one another effort to make him come back. Sebastian only took a few steps when he froze and turned back to Blaine with a look of realization written across his face.
"Raspberry."
"Excuse me?"
"You smell like raspberries."
Blaine quirked an eyebrow hoping an explanation to the odd statement, an unconscious smile gracing his lips.
"It used to be vanilla," confusion overtaking Sebastian's features.
"You'd have to give me more than that Sebastian," Blaine's voice taking on an amused tone.
Sebastian shook his head as if to clear it and said, "Before- before you've always smelled like vanilla. It was nice."
"Oh," Blaine said, surprised that something so inconsequential was noticed by Sebastian and that he even liked it. "It's my hair gel," Blaine explained, "raspberry scented. I thought I needed something new." When Kurt left, a tiny voice in his mind supplemented.
"Right, of course." Sebastian simply nodded and gave him a small wave in departure.
This time, Blaine calls out before he can stop himself, "No more one last sales pitch to make me come back?"
"You're not coming back." Sebastian stated rather matter-of-factly, turning back to him, shoving his hands in his pockets, "I'd like to think I know the real Blaine enough that I know whatever happened in the common room wasn't enough." He adds with a shrug, "Feel free to prove me wrong though, you still know where admission is."
Blaine nodded, words failing him at the open honesty, and at how true they were that he couldn't find it in him to even try and deny Sebastian's words. He shouldn't be so surprised, Sebastian has always been that way, painfully honest. One of the many reasons he was drawn to the him and why he couldn't fully cut Sebastian out of his life.
The candor meant he didn't have to pretend, that he didn't have to meet some insane standard that somehow exists in McKinley… he liked it. He liked who he was when he was with Sebastian, it reminded him of who he was before he changed his whole life. He realized the stark difference of who he was in Dalton and who he was in McKinley. Who he is when he dons the blazer is completely different from who he has been in the past weeks- and if he was being totally honest, in the past year. He doesn't deserve the safety and familiarity of who he was in the halls of Dalton. Blaine wasn't that boy anymore, too much has happened. He's not sure if he can remember who that person even was.
"This real Blaine you're talking about," Blaine asked quietly, his gaze casted downwards. He has never looked and sounded more young, more lost. "What else is he like?"
Sebastian was taken aback by the vulnerability in that question and that Blaine would openly display it. It took him a while to answer but he gained his footing as Blaine's smile brightens with each word, "Classic Dalton boy: ambitious, driven, charming. But he's also compassionate, brave, kind, selfless, crazy talented… and super hot."
"He sounds like someone I'd like to meet," Blaine looked up at him through his lashes.
"He's still there, just-"
"Would you help me?"
The confusion Sebastian felt must have registered on his face since Blaine added, "Would you help me find him?"
"Of course." Sebastian said without so much as a moment's pause.
"That is if you're not busy, I mean, it's fine if you-"
"My number is in the blazer pocket." Sebastian said with a grin, cutting off the start of Blaine's rambling. The chuckle that escaped Sebastian from the incredulous shock on Blaine's face echoes around them, wrapping them in something both feel familiar with, "What? Did you really think I gave you the blazer for no reason?"
"You're unbelievable." Blaine scoffed with a shake of his head.
Sebastian has an all too pleased smile on his face, "Text me where and when, Anderson."
The bell's rings echoes around them signalling the end of a period. They shared one last look before students milled around them to get to their next classes. Sebastian lets himself be pushed by the flow, his eyes doesn't stray from Blaine's hazel ones, it was Blaine who looked away first, ducking his head as a light blush stains his cheeks.
Sebastian was half-way down the corridor when he called back, "And Blaine,"
"Yeah?" looking up from where he was distracting himself by playing with the piping of the blazer.
"Vanilla suited you better." Sebastian said with a wink before disappearing amongst the crowd of blue.