Title: The Secrets We Keep
Author: an-alternate-world
Rating: T
Characters/Pairing: Blaine Anderson/Sebastian Smythe, Barry Allen
Word Count: 494
Summary: A collection of Seblarry drabbles prompted via Tumblr.
Warnings/Spoilers: None for this drabble.
Disclaimer: I am in no way associated with Glee, FOX, Ryan Murphy,The Flash, The CW, DC Comics or anything else related to the universe.

Anonymous on Tumblr prompted a fic with the first sentence of: "I can't help but notice you've been in here four times already this week."

He watches Blaine's hand scrawl his name across a plastic cup and then start pushing buttons and twisting knobs. The coffee machine clunks and groans as it stirs awake after a night idling and Barry almost feels bad for being the first person to stop by the coffee shop when Blaine barely looks as though he's finished waking up.

"Do you really just love our java that much?" Blaine says, avoiding eye contact as he focuses on frothing the milk. Barry thinks the divot between his eyebrows is adorable, but bites his lip to avoid saying so.

"I guess I do," he murmurs, fidgeting with a sugar sachet. He almost wants to pace around, to let off the nervous energy that's building within him. Every time he stops at Jitters, he has to psyche himself up to go inside. It's getting worse - and worse and worse. Soon he's not even sure he'll be able to approach Blaine without blurting out how he feels.

The coffee cup slides across to him and he's pretty sure there's extra cream and sprinkles on it. He fights down another shy smile.

"First coffee of the day for my second favourite customer," Blaine chirps, pouring himself his own cup and drinking it greedily.

He nearly chokes on the scalding liquid, his eyes watering as he feels his super speed healing kick in. "Second favourite?" he rasps, swallowing the pain of being second alongside the burning coffee.

"Well, I'm not sure your brother would want to be replaced," Blaine grins, winking at him as he starts unpacking pastries for the display case. "Are you still on for dinner at our place tomorrow night?"

Barry manages a weak smile as disappointment cools the coffee in his stomach. His toes curl in his shoes as he tries not to compact inwards until he's a small, forgotten entity.

"Wouldn't miss it," he promises, thankful Blaine is so oblivious because he clearly misses the hurt in Barry's tone and expression, and holds up his cup. "Thanks."

Blaine gives him a wave as he leaves, a wave he can barely muster up the enthusiasm to return. He might rue the day that Sebastian swooped in on Blaine while he was out cold for nine months and now Blaine just saw him as 'the brother' rather than 'the perfectly available and equally hot guy'.

He sighed as he finished his coffee in a few seconds and then took off for the precinct. He presumed it was going to be another busy day solving mundane cases beside his brother before dashing off to STAR Labs to assist a more dire situation.

~FIN~