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Seblaine Fic: The Demons in the Dark


Title: The Demons in the Dark
Author: an-alternate-world
Rating: T
Characters/Pairing: Blaine Anderson/Sebastian Smythe
Word Count: 3,165
Summary: Blaine’s nightmares are always out of control at this time of year. There’s only one person he would want to seek shelter with when he’s filled with this much terror.
Warnings/Spoilers: Recollection of violent scenes.
Disclaimer: I am in no way associated with Glee, FOX, Ryan Murphy or anything else related to the FOX universe.

Amy (sophisticatedloserchick) prompted: Dalton!AU. Blaine wakes up from a terrifying nightmare. He is unable to stay still and get back to bed in order to sleep. He decides to calm himself down by going to visit Sebastian in his dorm room. Even though Sebastian is extremely tired from a long day he does his best to stay awake for Blaine. In the end they fall asleep cuddling.

It’s felt like he’s been struggling for hours, held down by a force he’s too weak to fight against. He’s tried kicking away skin, tried squinting at faces, tried shielding his head, but all he’s been able to ascertain is that the faces above him are indistinct, fuzzy blurs with vaguely formed bodies. They look like lumpy figures moulded from plasticine with the strength of steel rods for bones. He hasn’t been able to recognise visually and the words don’t carry enough for him to recognise them aurally, but he doesn’t need his sight or sound to give him the information he has been instinctively craving.

It comes to him, so utterly easily and abruptly, that he’s disappointed at how long it takes him to recognise them because of what they do physically.

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