When Sebastian Smythe walked down the halls of McKinley High on the first day of his senior year, he felt different than he had before. He felt… special. No, he felt as if nothing and no one could get in his way.  The freshmen looked at him nervously as he passed down the hallways and nerds backed away in fear, knowing what he had done in the past. Sebastian was one of the only known two openly gay guys at the school and he was damn proud of it. It didn't matter how much the hockey jocks desired to slushy him, Sebastian was stronger and more agile. One blow was all it took for them to cower away and fall.  He was academically perfect and the teachers loved him. All the girls swooned over him, but none were lucky enough to get his attention. Sebastian was all for the guys, muscular or slim, innocent or confident, it didn't matter as long as the guy wasn't hideous. Now, he had already tried getting Hummel’s attention multiple times, but damn, that guy was hard to please. Not that Sebastian wanted to be his boyfriend or be in a relationship with him or anything, but he did have a great ass and well, he was gay, so why not? One night with Hummel was all he needed.

“Looking good this year, too, Hummel,” Sebastian smirked, leaning against the locker next to Kurt’s.

“Looks like you've kept your unfashionable clothes, Smythe,” Kurt retorted, barely looking at him.

“Hey, don't be like that,” Sebastian replied as he let his eyes roam over Kurt‘s figure. “It’s our senior year now. I think it’s time for you to consider my preposition again.”

“Consider sleeping with you?” Kurt mocked. “No fucking way.”

“I can assure you, I'm a lot better than you think,” the man crept up closer, slightly pressing his body into Kurt’s, as his hand made his way around his hip.

“Don't you dare touch me!” Kurt burst out, pushing Sebastian hard. He took his books and slammed his locker shut, walking away furiously from the startled man.

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Blaine couldn't deny it. He was definitely lost. With only seven minutes to go and no idea where he was, third period was about to start

“Excuse me?” he asked to the guy who was walking by him. “Where is room 37?” Blaine asked and looked up. He was met by a tall man with perfectly styled hair, and according to him, very nice clothes. He also noticed a small smirk forming on the guy’s lips.

“You don’t look like a freshman,” he stated. “Are you new here?”

“I'm a foreign exchange student. My name’s Blaine Anderson,” he said and reached out his hand. The guy reached out and shook it politely.

“Sebastian Smythe,” the man replied. “Where are you from? And who are you staying with?”

“I'm from Italy and I’m with the Hudson-Hummels.” Blaine watched the smirk as it grew on the man’s face, unaware of the meaning behind it.

“Well, welcome to America, Blaine Anderson. Room 37 is right down this hallway, to the left.” Sebastian pointed out down the hall and looked back up at Blaine.

“Thank you, Sir- I-I mean Sebastian.” Blaine stuttered as his cheeks began to redden and walked past him, clearly ashamed. He only got a few feet before Sebastian held him back by his wrist.

“Hey, I was just thinking that maybe I could help you with homework tonight? It must be hard for you to have everything in English.” Blaine broke out into a smile.

“That would be great!” He took up his phone and allowed Sebastian to put his number in it.

“See you later, hot stuff,” Sebastian winked and then disappeared to his own class. Blaine didn't understand what the last part meant, but he didn't mind. He just got himself a contact!

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I met a friend at school who is going to help me with homework tonight. His name is Sebastian Smythe. He said he'd give me a ride home before eight. -Blaine

The text was sent off to Carole and Burt as he left the school and wandered out to the parking lot. Sebastian had told him his parking spot. Blaine found it after 20 minutes of searching through the lot.

“Did you get lost again?” said the familiar smirking face.

Blaine blushed. “Yeah, I guess…” He kicked a stone on the ground as he bit his lip.

“Here, come on, let’s go over to my place.” Sebastian said and jumped into the driver’s seat.

Blaine hesitated for a moment before settling into the car. He could possibly make his first friend, what did he have to lose?

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Sebastian drove Blaine back home at seven and Blaine thanked him for the ride. He got inside the house and greeted Burt and Carole before getting his homework out and sitting down next to them and began to work on it. Kurt came home from work an hour later and smiled as he sat down next to Blaine.

“Hi, you,” he said happily and looked down at Blaine’s geometry book. “Ouch, geometry.”

Blaine smiled sadly. “Yeah. Apparently we're going to have homework every day,” he sighed. “I don't understand this…”

Kurt looked over his shoulder for a few minutes, as he scanned his eyes over the math problems before giving up. “Nope, can’t help you with this one, I was always bad at math.”

Blaine pouted and Kurt found it cute.

“But if you ever have French, I'd be happy to help,” he said happily, turning to get some milk from the fridge. “I'm practically fluent.”

Blaine’s eyes lit up. “I have French next semester! French 1.”

Kurt squealed. “Yay!” He made a small jump of excitement that Blaine found adorable. “Looks like we're going to have to spend quite some time together.” Kurt exclaimed as he poured his milk into his glass.

Oddly enough, neither of them considered this a bad thing.

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Over the next week, Sebastian kept texting Blaine continuously and talked to him every day at school whenever he got the chance. But Blaine remained oblivious to Sebastian’s intentions. He still didn't recognize that the older boy was flirting with him constantly, he just saw it all as friendly gestures.

It was Wednesday afternoon of Blaine’s second week when he saw Sebastian leaning against the wall in the corridor.

“Hi!” Blaine said with a smile, happy to see his only friend.

“Hi, handsome,” he smirked. “You want to go out for coffee or something? My treat,” Sebastian offered.

Blaine nodded quickly. “Yeah, sure!”

He started walking down the hall with Sebastian, but something felt quite off. Sebastian was walking… closer than he normally did. He was walking so close that their shoulders were touching and their hands were swinging right next to each other, until finally, they weren’t. Sebastian had taken a firm grip on Blaine’s hand and was swinging their hands in between them. Blaine wasn't used to the unfamiliar feeling of someone else’s hand in his own, but he didn't push it away. He felt… wanted and somehow, it was nice. He looked up at the older boy and smiled shyly. Sebastian smiled back, but on the inside, he was smirking with victory.

Mission getting into Blaine Anderson’s pants can officially begin.

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They started going out for coffee every other day and the hand holding became a natural thing. They didn't do it at school, but as soon as they left campus, their hands were linked. Blaine felt a little bit bad that he hadn't told anyone yet, not even Kurt. But he knew that Kurt wouldn't care. Why would he? Blaine did like Kurt a lot, but he knew his host brother would never want him and he couldn't keep wasting his time on pretending that something could possibly happen between them. So he had given up and now he was with Sebastian. Or he was going out with him anyway. He didn't want to go as far as saying that they were boyfriends. Blaine had always imagined his first boyfriend to be someone romantic, someone who gave him roses and took him out to nice restaurants. But it wasn't like that with Sebastian. Sure, he paid for Blaine’s coffee sometimes and yes, they held hands, but that was all it was. Blaine felt like he should be sad about it, but somehow, he wasn't. As he watched people walk down the hallway hand in hand, he was glad he had someone. And Sebastian wasn't just a someone, he was the most popular guy in school. And three weeks after they had met, they were officially dating. 

They were sitting on Sebastian’s bed on a Tuesday afternoon, doing homework. Or well, Sebastian was more thinking about doing Blaine, but the innocent Italian didn’t seem to notice anything and kept working on his physics homework in silence. After a few more minutes had passed, Blaine’s homework was suddenly removed from his lap and a pair of lips were pressed to his own. Blaine tried to scramble away, but Sebastian’s hold on him was too tight, he was stuck there.

“Have you ever kissed a boy before?” the older boy mumbled and pulled back, only enough so that he could stare into Blaine’s eyes. Blaine shook his head, a slight expression of panic painted on his face, his lips slightly parted and wet. Sebastian just smiled and kissed him again.

“Let me take care of you…” he whispered and then his tongue was inside Blaine’s mouth. The shorter boy had no idea what to do. He didn’t want this, did he? It was moving so fast and he felt light headed. But still… a single kiss couldn’t hurt, right? And it was already too late to take it back. So Blaine decided to let himself melt into it and kiss back. He didn’t notice the smirk that spread across Sebastian’s face, he was too caught up in the kiss and all the feelings that were bubbling up inside of him. Sebastian pulled back after a few minutes.

“Not bad, Anderson,” he breathed and pressed smaller kisses down his neck. Blaine couldn’t hold down a small moan that escaped his lips. It felt so good to be kissed and cared for. No one had ever done that to him before.

“Again,” Blaine breathed and tugged at Sebastian’s collar.

“My pleasure.” And Sebastian dived in for another kiss, hotter and more desperate than the previous one.

They ended up kissing all afternoon in all kinds of different ways. Sebastian wanted more, but he didn’t say anything. He knew it would be stupid to go any further right now. But considering the way Blaine was falling apart under him, Sebastian figured that it wouldn’t be long until he could have him. Until he could have all of him, that is.

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Kurt threw his bag to the floor and rushed up the stairs towards Blaine’s room, tears stinging in his eyes. He was just about to enter the room when he heard Blaine’s voice from the other side. He was singing softly to his iPod.

“You make me feel like I’m living a teenage dream, the way you turn me on…”

His hand was left only inches from the door. He couldn’t knock. Blaine was happy with Sebastian, he really was. And maybe the asshole had actually changed? Maybe he fell in love with Blaine and it changed him, just like it had changed Kurt. He turned around and locked himself into his own room and cried into his pillow. Nothing ever ended up the way he wanted, he would just have to accept that. But it still hurt so much. So, so much.