Silence [Discontinued]

XX

Maybe it was the medicine, maybe it was placebo, maybe it was standing up to Hunter– it certainly wasn't knowing he didn't hate him, because he didn't care about that– but Sebastian didn't hesitate to leave his dorm Monday morning. That was huge, considering it usually took him five minutes to talk himself into getting out of bed in the morning.

He didn't feel confident, by any means, but he wasn't terrified.

He was in the dining hall before Kurt, and a Warbler took advantage of that, sitting across from him.

"We've heard you sing, and we want you to join the Warblers," he said bluntly.

He inhaled, doing what he'd done a thousand times before. This time, though, the words actually made their way out of his mouth.

"No, thank you."

It was quiet, but he knew the boy heard him perfectly.

Especially since his eyes were the size of saucers. "Your voice is beautiful. Why don't you talk?"

He shrugged. That response had never required words.

"Please, we need you on the Warblers."

"You are already doing well," he pointed out.

"But you could take us to Nationals."

He couldn't help scoffing. "You want to win? Have someone other than Blaine sing. I doubt you've ever heard the voice of anyone on the council."

God, I've wanted to say that for years.

"We have!" he said defensively.

"What's Wes's vocal range?"

"Um..."

"Mhm."

His heart started beating a little faster. What if he blew up at him? What if they still didn't leave him alone?

Oh god, I shouldn't have said that, I shouldn't have–

"Alright." The boy got up and left.

Sebastian looked at him, anxiety fading once more. Oh. It's okay.