PART SIXTEEN IS CLOSED!!!!!
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'You,' he said to Sebastian once he was close enough to be heard over the music. Blaine watched as Cooper set down the bottles with a loud clatter and he frowned in confusion at his brothers greeting, because Cooper had never met Sebastian, or even seen a photo.
'Me,' Sebastian replied with a slight raise of his eyebrows.
'Leave,' Cooper said, and Blaine was surprised by the harshness of his tone.
'Cooper, what...?'
Cooper turned his gaze on Blaine for the first time since returning. 'While you were out there,' - Cooper's eyes flicked to the dance floor - 'I caught him staring at you--'
'Admiring,' Sebastian corrected, his tone conversational.
'-staring at you, and it was creepy.'
Sebastian gave an exasperated snort. 'Oh, come on, man. Overreact much?'
'Stalk much?' Cooper shot back.
Blaine held up a hand to stop Sebastian from responding. 'Cooper, it's fine. I know him. This is Sebastian.'
'Sebastian?' Cooper asked, his eyes widening. He pulled over a chair from a nearby table, and his expression when he sat down was one of curiosity, as though he had just stumbled upon something incredibly fascinating. 'So you're the famous Sebastian?'
'Aw, you mentioned me to your brother? I'm touched.' Sebastian grinned and leaned into Blaine a little, his hand on his thigh. His mouth was close enough that Blaine could smell the alcohol on his breath, and Blaine tried not to wrinkle his nose at it. 'Any particular way I should interpret that?'
'Yeah, okay, you know what, buddy?' Sebastian's attention turned towards Cooper as he addressed him, his voice unusually firm and authoritative. 'I think you do need to go.'
'Oh, you think so?' Sebastian said, his tone challenging.
'Yes, I think you're drunk and pathetic, and you're only going to embarrass yourself further by staying.'
'Who's embarrassed? I'm not embarrassed.' Sebastian shrugged and turned his attention towards Blaine once more. 'Anyway, we were just discussing-- what were we discussing? Kurt! Yes, Kuuuurt,' he drawled out and Blaine raised a perplexed eyebrow. He was beginning to suspect that Sebastian was more than a little tipsy. 'Your pretty boy boyfriend, Kurt. You deserve better, Blaine.'
'Kurt is amazing,' Blaine said - hotly, despite realizing that Sebastian was probably to be taken even less seriously than usual.
Sebastian let out a dismissive puff of air. 'For a girl maybe. Just the way he dresses, Christ. You need a real man, B.' Blaine's frown was growing deeper and deeper with each word, and since when was he “B”? 'Not some gender confused sissy poor excuse of a--'
Cooper stood up suddenly and he grabbed Sebastian by the arm, hauling him with. 'Seriously, man. You need to go now.'
Sebastian - still steady on his feet - took a step closer to Cooper so their faces were inches apart. His face was screwed up in anger as he practically growled, 'Or what?'
Cooper remained utterly calm, except for the fact that he now laughed openly in Sebastian's face. 'Is that supposed to sound threatening? You gonna fight me now?' Blaine, who was watching the scene unfold with his mouth open and unsure what to think or how to react, could see why provoking a fight might be a bad move on Sebastian's part for several reasons. He might be the taller of the two, but Cooper was older, broader and probably stronger.
'What if I am?' Sebastian shot, clearly not one to admit defeat.
'Jesus Christ, kid. Just walk away,' Cooper nearly shouted, and Blaine could tell that his brother had finally lost his patience and was snapping. 'Take your pathetic little crush and go find someone else to harass. Don't take your miserable life out on us. It's not our fault you've got no friends, and mommy and daddy couldn't stand the sight of you any longer, so they shipped you off to boarding school two states over and left you to spend the holidays alone.'
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'I bet no one even noticed, did they? When you stole your state attorney daddy's second credit card and skipped across fives states just pursue your sad, pointless crush on a boy who's just too polite to tell you that you're the most annoying person he knows and to just. Back. The. Fuck. Off.'
For a short moment Sebastian's gaze fell on Blaine still sitting dumbstruck at the table, his eyes, which were usually dancing with mischief, looking suddenly soft and sad, and it struck Blaine that the other boy looked genuinely hurt by Cooper's words. Blaine opened his mouth, but hesitated, unsure what to say exactly, and a second later Sebastian's eyes narrowed at him, and he turned on his heel, stalking off towards the bar.
'That was... kind of unnecessarily harsh,' Blaine said as Cooper reclaimed his seat, his breathing heavy enough that Blaine could hear it over the still blaring music.
'So? He's a creep. He actually followed you to a different state just to get you on your own.'
'You don't know that. It could be a coincidence,' Blaine countered, unsure why he was defending Sebastian except that maybe he emphasized a little with Sebastian's apparent issues. 'He said he was here with friends.'
'Really? Where are they?' Cooper gestured around the bar, and how should Blaine know? It wasn't like he knew who the friends in question were. 'You're so naïve, Blaine.'
Blaine shot his brother an annoyed look as he made a grab for his coke, his jaw tightening and his eyes averting as he took a swig from it.
'Okay, I'm sorry,' Cooper said after a moment. 'Don't get me wrong, I think it's admirable that you still see the best in people, when you and I both know you've already seen them at their worst.' Blaine turned his gaze back over at Cooper who was looking at him imploringly. 'But just-- People like this Sebastian dude... He's nothing but bad news, and I just don't want you getting hurt, okay?'
'So... I should just hurt him instead? Is that what you're saying?'
'No, just...' He trailed off as he reached a hand into his pocket, drawing out his phone. 'You know what I mean. Shit, it's Mom. What time is it? God, it's nearly midnight. Come on.'
As the two of them hurried out of the bar and made their way across town, Cooper texting their parents to tell them they were running late but were there soon, Blaine found himself pondering Cooper's words to him. He had never really given it much conscious thought, but he supposed it was true that he tended to do that. “See the best in people.” And maybe it was particularly remarkable coming from him given some of the things he had experienced at the hands of some of them. Or maybe that was precisely why it wasn't remarkable, because Blaine knew what it was like to be pre-judged, to have people assume they knew everything about him before he had even said two words to them. Why should he want to make others feel that way too? He wasn't naïve. He was neither deaf nor blind to Sebastian's words and actions, but was it so wrong if Blaine felt bad for him now and wanted to text him and apologize for his brother? If he wanted to believe that there was more to Sebastian than throwing around insults and bad pick-up lines?
Or did that make Blaine naïve?
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The point was, Blaine thought to himself, shaking his head as he realized that he had gone off on a tangent, that 2012 was going to be a good year. Looking around at his family, he smiled as the clock struck midnight and the sky lit up with fireworks. A great year. Blaine admired the sky for a moment before fishing out his phone from his pocket and texting Kurt, fake-apologizing for California's slowness and wishing his wonderful, wonderful boyfriend a happy New Year.
The best year.
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