You should make his wish come true.  And sure, that would be fun!

Great, you can pick the song. I’m down for anything, even sexy songs ;)

What the hell are you doing? This is my birthday party, you don’t dictate jackshit.

Don’t be all pissy, Clarington. I know you’re jealous but don’t be so obvious, it does nothing to improve your reputation.

You are still shameless, Sebastian!

I can’t believe we are having a Warbler reunion on stage.  Are you and Hunter going to sing a duet?

hunterjohnclarington:

jeffxsterlingx:

Can I wear my blazer? I’m going to wear my blazer.

No.

We should all wear our blazers! I think Kurt might still have his, even!

NO.

Feel free to wear only your blazer, Killer

Who? Sebastian Smythe and Blaine Anderson Where? A Manhattan club What? Sebastian and Blaine see each other for the first time since the Klaine proposal.  It’s been seven years and Blaine’s a daddy now, but some things don’t change.

A Warbler reunion was just what Blaine needed.  The daily care of a 1 year old was taking its toll on his body and soul.  He looked in the mirror of the cab and straightened his bowtie, patted his hair, and practically bounced out of the taxi.  When he walked in the club, it was crowded, but it didn’t take long for him to locate at least one familiar head, taller than most of the others.

 Sebastian Smythe.  A smile curved on his lips as he walked through the crowd and thought about his old friend, who he was so proud of after hearing the brief update from him on Tumblr.  The Sebastian he had met when he was a junior in high school was proud, closed off to most, driven.  He sounded the same in that way, but Blaine was glad to hear that Sebastian had done well for himself and sounded like he was doing so great.  There had been a time where he’d been worried about his friend, after Karofsky’s suicide attempt.  He had been shaken and uneasy, and Blaine knew that Sebastian’s family had never been an easy one to be in for his friend.  

But here he was, successful in his career, apparently still in touch with their beloved mutual Warbler friends. Blaine couldn’t be happier to reconnect, he needed the laughter that his old friend always brought to his life. When he reached Sebastian in the crowd he reached up and tapped on the taller man’s shoulder.  "Hey you!“ he enthused. 

“Remember me?”

When he felt someone tap on his shoulder, he immediatly turned around with an annoyed expression, ready to snap at the daring person. When he saw it was none other than Blaine ‘Killer’ Anderson, his expression instantaneously changed to one of glee.

Geesh Seb, got enough booze? 

Where is this and can I join in on the fun?

He’s really tired, Seb He’s been working really hard. I don’t know.

You’ve been working really hard to, Blaine, taking care of the baby that’s supposedly his as well. So cut yourself a break and come tonight. Let Obnoxious Fairy watch over him for a night.

Ohhhhh. God Seb, you’re terrible.

Oh and you’re so humble.  Very good at being humble.

Well I always considered you a good friend.  I mean you…you helped me with my proposal and everything. Even after we had all that trophy stealng drama. 

Where are these stairs leading, exactly? You are so cryptic sometimes, you keep me guessing.

You are so good for my ego, always were. Well you’re good at everything, too.  Look at you, a big fat success! Big company, marketing!  Columbia!