Not As It Seems (Huntbastian) [Discontinued]

IX

"Hunt?" Sebastian cautiously entered their dorm.

Hunter immediately got up and walked over to him. "Sebastian, I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have pried."

"Hey, it's okay, it's okay," Sebastian said, putting his hands up in a placating gesture. "You're worried, I understand."

Sebastian took his hand, leading him over to his bed. They sat down and he squeezed Hunter's hand. "Hunt, I didn't burn myself. I can promise you that."

Hunter nodded. "Thank you. It just looks a lot like it, I was worried."

He sighed, sensing the question on the tip of Hunter's and laid down on his back.

When Hunter spoke, his voice was cautious. "Can I see it?"

"What?" Sebastian sat up abruptly, alarmed. That's not what he thought he'd ask.

"You don't have to," Hunter reassured quickly. "I just..."

Sebastian bit his lip. The more he looked at it, the more he'd see how ugly it was. The less he looked at it, the worse he could imagine it looked. He slowly laid back down. "Yeah, I guess."

He felt Hunter gently unbutton his shirt, gently setting it away from his hips. He shut his eyes, as if it'd do anything.

Hunter's fingers brushed against the skin, gliding across the patch. Sebastian's chest was rising and falling jaggedly as he took shaky breaths.

Startled by the feeling of Hunter's lips on his skin, Sebastian tilted his head up. "What are you doing?"

"You. Are. Beautiful." Hunter punctuated each word with a kiss to the marks.

Sebastian felt himself blush, cheeks the same color as his hips. "Thank you."

"You don't believe me," he said, picking up his tone. "Tell me it."

"What?"

He pressed another kiss to the mark. "Tell me you're beautiful." He didn't say anything and Hunter kissed him again. "Tell me that you're beautiful. I want to hear you say it."

Sebastian smiled softly. He wasn't just saying that to make him feel better, he truly believed it. "I'm beautiful."

Hunter moved up, kissing his lips this time. "Yes, yes you are. You know, I love things like this. Things that only I know about you."

"Like your Sebastian noise?"

"Like my Sebastian noise."

Sebastian should have left it there, not said anything else, but his suppressed tear ducts said otherwise.

"Sebastian, what's wrong?" Hunter asked, wiping his tears away. They kept falling.

He sat up, pulling his knees to his chest. "I just... I'm so afraid of losing you, Hunter." His voice was impossibly soft. "I don't want to lose you. That's why I freaked out so much."

"Sebastian, you're not going to lose me," Hunter said, sitting next to him.

He buried his head in his knees. "I'm so afraid that one day you'll realize that I'm not enough. That I'll never be enough. You'll just wake up and realize 'I don't love him anymore.'"

Hunter wrapped his arm around the crying boy. "Sebastian, you're perfectly enough for me. I love you, and I always will."

"How do you know? The only ways relationships end are breakup or marriage. The chances we get married are so small, this relationship was doomed before it even started."

Hunter was quiet a minute, resting his head on Sebastian's shoulder.

"Sebastian... Are you on anything for anxiety?"