Characters: Blaine, Sebastian, Hunter

Rating: T

Summary: Sebastian hears something about Blaine that he can't ignore.

5 Months Later

"Hey Seb, I'm back!" Hunter called out. He took the several bags that he had brought in and set them on the breakfast bar "I know we live in New England, and Fall is a big deal around here but did the temperature have to drop 30 degrees in the last three days? I wound up buying a new sweatshirt while on campus buying books and I'm not a sweatshirt wearing kind of guy." Hunter realized he had basically been talking to himself for the last 5 minutes "Sebastian?"

He was about to head to his roommate's room when Sebastian came out, and he was dragging his suitcase behind him "Where are you going?"

"California" Sebastian told him as he went to grab the charger for his phone.

"California? What the fuck, man? Classes start Monday."

"Blaine…"

Hunter threw his hands in the air. "Of course, it's Blaine" he sighed while overdramatically throwing himself onto the couch.

Sebastian sat down in the chair across from him. His expression was so earnest that Hunter had to bite his cheek to keep from laughing "You don't understand Hunt, Jeff called. He saw Sam earlier today and Sam told him that Blaine transferred to a university in California. That means he left Hummel because there was no way that son-of-a-bitch was going to leave NYADA once he weaseled his way in."

"So, three days before classes start, you believe that NOW is a good time to talk to Blaine? Not in the, I don't know, 3 months since your annulment finalized? Or maybe, you could have answered one of his 80 phone calls?"

"67"

"67 what?"

"Blaine has only called me 67 times" Sebastian let out a groan of frustration as he slouched back into the chair "I blew it, didn't I?"

"Spectacularly" Hunter told him, not even attempting to make him feel better. Hunter knew what was really going with Blaine. It wasn't like he didn't talk to his sister from another mister (Santana) every day "Why didn't you just talk to him, Seb? You obviously still love him."

"Because I couldn't have survived him telling me that he went back to Hummel again. It was easier not knowing."

Hunter wanted desperately to reach across and shake some sense into the moron in front of him but there was a knock at the door. When he opened it, it took every fiber of his being to keep his composure "May I help you?"

"Hi, I'm your new neighbor, Blaine Anderson…"

Sebastian was up in an instant, staring at the man in his doorway. It was Blaine, but not Blaine. The hair gel was gone and a mass of curls took its place (and was that scruff?). The cardigan and bowtie were also a thing of the past, replaced by a t-shirt and leather jacket. He was still wearing the tightest pants known to mankind, but at least the bottom of this pair touched his shoes. Sebastian didn't know what was going on with Blaine, but he absolutely approved of the changes.

He was in such a stupor, that he hadn't noticed that Hunter had invited Blaine in "I'm Hunter and the statue over there is my roommate Sebastian. So, are you new to the area?'

"Yes, I just transferred from NYADA to Berklee."

Ok, that woke Sebastian up "Berklee?"

"Yeah, my best friend, well more like my brother, Sam tells everyone I transferred to California. You know, Berkley?"

Hunter asked their "guest" Blaine to have a seat and the other two went back to where they were before he arrived "Why would your friend do that?" Hunter actually knew, but he wanted to keep this little game going. After all, it was his brilliant plan.

And maybe Santana helped a little bit too.

"I have just come off of not one but two failed relationships. One of them, I was engaged to the guy and it ended beyond badly. I hurt him, but he destroyed any feelings I ever had for him with how he handled it. And if I would have been honest with myself, the relationship hadn't worked for a long time. Anyway, when I told him I had transferred schools, he went on and on with the I love you(s) and You can't leave me(s). So, when he thought Berklee was the one in California, I didn't correct it. Very few of my friends know the truth."

Sebastian wanted to smack himself for being so stupid. He had been ready to fly off to California and he hadn't even known where to look. But more than that, he had been an asshole for not contacting Blaine over a stupid fear "You said you're coming off two failed relationships?"

"Yes, please don't think badly of me, but I was married to one guy while I was engaged to the other. I don't know what it was, but for a while I was obsessed with marriage. I think it was that when gay marriage became legal, I wanted to be part of it since I never thought it would happen in my lifetime."

"What happened with your marriage?" Hunter asked knowing Sebastian wouldn't.

"Our annulment was finalized a few months ago but that was the last I heard from him." There was a definite sadness in Blaine's tone. Sebastian cringed knowing he put it there.

"What if he was afraid that you stayed with the fiancée?" Hunter asked as well, this time giving Sebastian his famous You're a fucking imbecile look.

"We had this true love story that I never had with the guy I was engaged to. He should have at least given me the chance."

That was Hunter's sign to leave the two of them alone. Neither one of them were paying him any attention, so he just walked out of the room to go call Santana. He wanted to know why she didn't tell him that Blaine was finally in Boston.

Blaine had applied to Berklee months before he saw Sebastian at that club. He and Kurt were fighting so much that Blaine felt he needed to have a back-up plan. His original plan was to apply to Tisch, and he did, but something propelled him apply to Berklee as well. Honestly, he hadn't even thought about Sebastian when he applied. Now he was wondering why he had accepted.

"You know what Sebastian, I'm done" Blaine was obviously frustrated and stood to leave "You don't want to know me anymore, fine. I guess the 50 times I tried to call you and you didn't pick up should have been my first 50 clues. It was Santana and Hunter's idea to reintroduce myself, which obviously didn't work either, but at least I tried. So, if you ever decide to pull your head out of your ass and talk to me, I'll be around." Blaine headed toward the door, when he heard from behind him…

"67"

He turned around and saw Sebastian had followed him. He was so close that Blaine could smell the intoxicating scent of his cologne, but he steadied himself enough to ask "67 what?"

"You called me 67 times not 50. You also sent 83 texts. You did try Blaine and I didn't. I had planned on coming to New York the day after our annulment was finalized, just to see you. To give you a "hello" hug so that I could hold you in my arms, but I got scared. Scared that without the tequila and the seashell rings there was no true love story. I couldn't watch you walk away with Hummel again."

"Don't you mean Evil Troll Gayface?" Blaine reached over and pulled him into a hug "Sebastian, our story may be complicated and at times ridiculous, but it's ours. Is it a true love story? Maybe, but we won't know unless we give it a real shot."

Relief washed over Sebastian as his hold on Blaine got tighter and tighter "I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry" he repeated until Blaine made him stop.

They stood there holding onto each other for quite a while before Blaine pulled back "So, my former-but not really-because we got an annulment-so our marriage never really existed-husband, would you like to go on a coffee date with me?"

"I would love to." Sebastian couldn't get the goofy grin off of his face as he remembered the very first time he had coffee with Blaine. It was right after they met. Right after he fell in love with him. Ok, right after he fell in love with Blaine's ass.

Blaine took his hand "Good. Now if you will just take me to find a coffee shop, maybe we can get started on the next chapter of our story."

Note: Berklee College of Music is the Berklee that Blaine transferred to.