Anonymous asked you: Huntbastian prompt: Sebastian has an eating disorder and Hunter walks in on him making himself throw up.

It had to get out. The double bacon cheeseburger had to go. And the french fries. Sebastian tried not to look rushed as he scurried to the bathroom, small beads of sweat dotting his brow as he tried to give the other Warblers at the table a reassuring smile. He felt like he was going to collapse at any moment, his legs trembling with anxiety as he could almost feel his body absorbing the unwanted calories from his meal. God, why did he let the others talk him into having dinner at the greasiest place in town?

He finally got to the bathroom, his legs finally giving way as he crouched over the toilet bowl. He took his two fingers, putting them in his mouth as he pushed them farther into his throat.

Farther.

Farther.

There. Sometimes having practically no gag reflex was a curse.

He heard the bathroom door whine as someone slammed it open.

"Sebastian?" The voice was laced with concern and apprehension, coming around the corner and poking his head in the stall. Sebastian scolded himself for picking the first stall and not locking the door before heaving again. Hunter poked his head in the stall, his jaw dropping slightly as he when he saw the boy vomiting. He paused before stepping up behind him and placing a gentle hand on his back, rubbing it comfortingly. He'd always been called motherly with ones he cared about, though he'd never admit it.

Sebastian threw up a few more times before slowly lifting his head, breathing heavily as he spit one last time into the bowl. He shrugged Hunter's hand off, throwing a quick glance back at the other that wasn't in the least forgiving. "Don't touch me, Clarington," he croaked as he pushed himself off the toilet, leaning against the wall weakly as he flushed the toilet.

"Sebastian why were you-"

"Leave me alone, Hunter! It was a bad cheeseburger, alright?" the taller brunette's voice was growing stronger with every word, almost as if nothing had just happened. He pushed past him, stomping away from him. Hunter's eyebrows furrowed as he turned, grabbing the other's arm to keep him there.

"It was more than that Smythe and you know it. I know you've been throwing up almost every day. What's going on? Are you…?" Hunter couldn't finish the sentence, staring at him worriedly. Sebastian set his jaw defiantly, pulling his arm away from him but still staying rooted in his spot.

"It's none of your business. I can take care of myself."

Hunter shook his head slightly. "That girl from McKinley was bulimic and she fainted on the stage. That could be you and it could be way worse. I don't want that to happen!" He studied Sebastian's face, noticing the boy's subtly gaunt appearance and the bags under his eyes. Sebastian let out the breath he was holding in, his eyes flickering down to the tile.

"I know it's bad, but it's the only thing I can do. Just let me be." Defiance crept back in his voice, his fists clenching momentarily at his sides. His eyes looked back to Hunter's and the shorter boy could feel the ice in his glare.

"Please Seb, just let me help." He reached for his wrist but Sebastian turned away at the last moment.

"Just leave me alone, Hunter. I don't need help from you or anyone else," he spat, pushing through the door forcefully out of the bathroom, leaving Hunter to wonder how the hell to help that poor, broken boy.