Re: Sebastian and Hunter
In all honesty Sebastian could have poured him a soda and Hunter would have been happy. He just needed an excuse to stay a little longer, relieved that Jen wasn't pushing him even if she was clearly a little bored. How long had they been there anyway? Not as long as he would want to be there if he was on his own and it was tempting to tell her to go home alone. He was too scared to even now so that wasn't going to happen. Jen always calmed him down a little. He wasn't thinking about that now though, all his focus was on the way Sebastian's hand had brushed against his in a way that did not in any way feel like an accident and Jesus, how was he supposed to breathe? He was a little puzzled at the request then, slow to pick up on what the hell Sebastian was saying and for a second he wondered if it was some weird sexual slang which just made him laugh a bit when he finally caught on. "Oh," he murmured as he remembered he still had that crown on his head. "Yeah, I guess I can do that," he said and took the crown off before looking at Sebastian with a jokingly discerning look. "Do you promise to be a good king?"
The look Hunter gave him had Sebastian raising a brow, wondering what it was that Hunter was thinking before he started to laugh. He liked that laugh though. It did things to him. Real things that made him feel bad about all the girls he’d flirted with for fun. Because if this was what it felt like, no wonder they were disappointed when nothing came of it. “Depends on what you consider good,” Sebastian grinned, laughing softly. Right now he didn’t want to be good at all. Right now he wanted to pull Hunter into some back bedroom and see what it was like to kiss someone he really wanted to kiss. He just wasn’t sure he had the nerve, or that they weren’t just really drunk. Hormones and alcohol made it hard to think.
"Admittedly," Hunter started, drawing the word out with amusement. "My bar is pretty low right now so you might just pass." He reached up and set the crown on Sebastian's head again, unable to keep that little grin off his face and that hunger from his eyes. It had been a while since he flirted with a guy and never this heavily. It felt good and scary at the same time and so wildly different from his joking flirts with his friends. "If you suck I'll just steal it back," he warned Sebastian but it didn't come off as much of a threat.
“I’ll try really hard not to suck unless you want me to,” Sebastian grinned, and then began to laugh, running his fingers through his hair as he turned beet red. “Oh my god,” he muttered, embarrassed that that had even come out of his mouth. He was seriously losing his mind. In public. He had to hope that no one was paying attention to him, that they were all as lost in their own little worlds as he and Hunter were. “Sorry,” he said, hand rubbing down the back of his neck. “I’m maybe… a little out of control.”
"I don't mind," Hunter said and it was such an understatement it made him laugh again. "This is a much nicer way to lose control than to like... lose your temper, right?" Of course he didn't mind. Sebastian was cute and Hunter was hella gay and there was flirting! It didn't even really matter whether Sebastian meant it or not, flirting was fun and it was nice to feel fluttery and giggly instead of terrified and depressed. It wouldn't last so Hunter was clinging to it to enjoy it while it did.
“Yeah, yeah it is,” Sebastian agreed, his smile so big his jaw was starting to hurt. “It’s just not… I don’t usually… it’s nice. You’re nice.” Nice and hot and sweet and really, really cute. Sebastian felt like there was so much that needed to be said, that he should tell Hunter he wasn’t out, he wasn’t sure he was ready to be out, he didn’t even know how to go about it, but he didn’t want this to stop. He didn’t want to have a serious conversation because he wasn’t sure if he could even manage it and wouldn’t that be a downer? This was so much better, especially when he couldn’t find the words that needed to be said in the first place.