sebastiansideris

[sebastiansideris]

6.  BABYSIT :  for one muse to help the other home while they’re drunk.

The dichotomy of Sebastian wasn't truly obvious until you knew about his connection to the Brotherhood and what he did. Because truly, who would suspect a himbo barber like him who was listen to trash euro music all day long and dancing like an idiot to also be a ruthless enforcer. The kind that loved when he made it hurt.

But here he was, also being this kind person who took care of a piss drunk Lux; making sure she'd get home safely; cause he doesn't trust some random person to be good to her. You'd think that a violent killer like him wouldn't be as nice as he was, but he was.

He put her to bed, only removing her shoes and jacket. He made sure she was comfortable and left a note on the nightstand: Got you home. ~Seb

He gazed down at her, sighing. "I did warn you I'd drink you under the table." He shamelessly went in her bathroom to get some meds for the next day; leaving a glass of water with the note and meds. He made sure the door would lock itself behind him before he went back to his place.

a comprehensive list of scenarios 《 DAMIEN 》《 JEONG-IN 》《 SUHO 》 《 CALEB 》《 SEBASTIAN 》《 GAEL 》

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A : AFFECTION. how does your muse show affection?

Sebastian is very hands on, but also the type to spoil people rotten. It won't necessarily be physical things like gifts, but something he knows will please whoever he's being affectionate to. Like if someone he likes says they like yellow, everything that he gets that person will be yellow, or it they like music and they're just chilling, Sebastian will make sure to have learned about their favourite music to play it. He's also very vocal. You have to be extremely obtuse to not realise Sebastian likes you when he does.

( * VALENTINE’S DAY ALPHABET ! 《 DAMIEN 》《 JEONG-IN 》《 SUHO 》 《 CALEB 》《 SEBASTIAN 》《 GAEL 》

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J : JEALOUSY. does your muse get jealous in a relationship?

He doesn't. Sebastian is very much polyamorous and opened/honest about it and while he can tolerate (or find cute) possessiveness from his partners, jealousy is meh for him. It's not an emotion he's familiar with. He'll joke about being jealous, but he doesn't remember ever truly being jealous.

( * VALENTINE’S DAY ALPHABET ! 《 DAMIEN 》《 JEONG-IN 》《 SUHO 》 《 CALEB 》《 SEBASTIAN 》《 GAEL 》

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“How do you feel about loneliness?”

"I don't remember the last time I felt lonely..." It's a lie... but not really, but it's still one. Sebastian vividly remembers how it felt to be lonely as a child. Especially after his parents' death. Though since meeting Vanja as a kid, he's never felt alone. That meeting was 30 years ago.

How do you feel about...? 《 DAMIEN 》《 JEONG-IN 》《 SUHO 》 《 CALEB 》《 SEBASTIAN 》《 GAEL 》

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"Thanks." Sebastian replied and waited to know how this would go. They weren't mad right now, even if they kinda sounded pressed. That was just default setting when they were sad or hurt. Anger. So much of it really. But it wasn't Zane's fault so they kept it below the surface.

Sebastian leaned back into his seat. "Is this going to be recurring thing?" They needed to know, because Sebastian wasn't equipped for this kind of shit. "Cause I don't know about you, but I don't talk or treat people I love like that."

"Probably not." Zane said. "But I wanted to offer it, anyway." He wasn't smoking or drinking, either. Which was a bit surprising, considering the fact that Zane was almost never sober. But he wanted to have a clear mind while talking to Sebastian. He didn't want the influence of a substance to somehow ruin it and lead them into a worse situation than what they were already in.

"I asked you here so that I could formally apologize. In person." He told the other. "While I'm not happy with how things went down, I do know that I was in the wrong for being mad at you. You were only doing what Harley wanted and you were there for him when I couldn't be." Zane sucked in a deep breath and then let out a sigh. "So, Seb, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for what I said. I'm sorry for reacting that way."

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Sebastian had considered not going. Truth was as violent and manipulative as he could be, at his core, Sebastian was still that traumatised and bullied kid back in Greece. But with gentle coaxing from Vanja, he'd decided to go. Worst case scenario, he'd leave and avoid the younger man.

He stepped into Sky High and just hummed at the comment. Though what he'd wanted to say was; I don't need you permission to leave.

"Not sure that's wise at the moment." Ja was the addict of the twins; Seb kept it casual, and this wasn't casual. "Just say what you have to say, I prefer direct approach." He said quietly, still half expecting something bad to happen. He'd be enraged that night, but also terrified for his friend and what would have happened had he not arrived on time, then Caleb had been furious for keeping it away from him (before apologising for losing his temper) and then Zane had to be angry at him for just doing his best to help and give what Harley had needed. He'd been hurt.

where: sky high hookah, late

who: @sebastiansideris

Zane had texted Sebastian to meet him at his work. He closed early, telling the customers that he had run out of product when in fact, he hadn't. He needed a place to meet Sebastian. A safe place. One that the both of them wouldn't be eavesdropped on and the lounge was the best option.

When Sebastian finally arrived, Zane silently moved towards the door and locked it. "Just so no one decides they want to barge in. But you can leave whenever you'd like." Because he wasn't there to hold Seb hostage. He was there to have a discussion. To apologize.

"Would you like a drink? Or something to smoke?"

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Sebastian wasn't sure how Oscar would react to another kiss, but being called an idiot with a light push (that didn't do much since those fingers were still tangled in their shirt) was enough to understand it was fine. "Does that mean I can't kiss you ever again too?" He teased, but it was also a serious question.

"I'm not disappointed." He said, stopping to pull Oscar into a warm embrace. "You being yourself is what I like." He reassured, then moved to pull away and let Oscar guide him around like he had a moment ago.

Before Oscar can respond, he's pulled back into a second kiss, and while the ultimate weirdness rushes through his body, he also feels okay with it. It's a strange sensation he's been trying to juggle for a while now, but it gets better. Or at least so he thinks.

"Idiot.", Oscar laughs, gently pushing him away by the chest, fingers kind of tangling with his shirt, though, still keeping him a little close. "I'm not kissing you ever again." Oscar goes back to intertwining their fingers, pulling Sebastian further through the museum, focus back on the art - it will always be able to distract him perfectly fine, and honestly, it helps making the moment feel lighter.

"That was the Or.", he answers a little later, grinning, "Sorry to disappoint."

#{{with.oscarcarrasco3 #oscar carrasco

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Sebastian gasped dramatically, placing a hand over his heart like he'd been wounded. "So mean!" He chuckled then, clearly not offended by the jab, it was the opposite. Both men were known down here. Sebastian was a raging dog in the ring, often too close to killing his adversaries, but when you had the amount of rage he had inside of him, it had to come out somewhere. "Now, now, Milo, if you keep being a meanie I'll start to think you like me. Like little boy pulling at girl's pigtail to get her attention. If you want to spank me, just say so." He replied with a wink. Sebastian was bored, he didn't need anyone to make him better. It was his talent in the ring that had brought the Brotherhood's attention. For both him and Vanja.

He remained calm, without revealing any emotions as the words were heard from Sebastian. there was no point in getting him to react when he didn't take things as compliments seriously. "I came for the show, unfortunately, you happen to be here,. he stated with a smirk. he was known for having a mean streak, rather frightening at times. however, Milo was no threat. "since you're sitting, I gather you're bored or learning how to do better."

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The only reason Sebastian wasn't just taking Harley back to theirs and Vanja's place right now, was because they knew Caleb was going to be here soon. That and because their boss had been angry for a different reason, but also understood why he'd been kept in the dark. His priority was Harley being safe and so was Sebastian's right now.

"I did." Could've killed him too, but you're more important than how I feel at the moment; was what they did say. "You focus on you, everyone else don't matter; just you." They kept an arm around Harley to keep the dancer grounded. When they asked about Zane, Sebastian's face didn't change as they repeated: "You focus on you. I'm here, you'll be safe."  They reassured, unaware of whatever this whole thing was. Sebastian was angry to the point of wanting to cry, but that wasn't for Harley to deal with right now. How the other man had reacted and talked to them wasn't sitting well with them. It hadn't triggered them per say, but it had hurt them more than they cared to say as it had reminded them of a lighter version of the verbal abuse they'd been victim of as a child. "Not long. I think he'd already been on his way. He'll be here in a few minutes. Come here." They said before carefully pulling Harley into a comforting embrace.

It wasn't long till he caught sight of his boss' car. Sebastian gently pulled Harley back onto his feet, holding his bag still. "Everything will be alright. Remember what I said; focus on you."

Harley focused on just following Sebastian's guidance, tuning out whilst he was on the phone to Caleb, not paying much attention to the other typing away on his phone. Zane knows. Their mind knows then and there that he should've called the two of them, they both could've stayed at Harley's, but his brain wasn't working enough to form enough of the words. They were holding the ice to his face, barely registering how cold he was getting until it was pulled away and the area stung. Was that from the lack of cold, or the injury?

They let Sebastian pull away the bag of ice, and nodded at his words. "I think that you scared him off, I don't want to think about him mi principe just... I want to focus on anything other than him." He breathed in the fresh air of the outside deeply, pulling a hair band from his wrist and throwing his hair up in a messy bun. Everything felt too close. "Was Zane mad? I should've... I should've got him here too." This wouldn't be a great way for Caleb and Zane to meet - because in Harley's mind, there was no way that they knew one another. "Did Caleb say how long he'd be?"

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"Yes. When I don't like something, I say it." Unless it'd get him killed... but even then, depending how mad he was, there was a chance he'd say it anyway. The barber let himself be pulled closer, eyebrow raising on one side. "Or?" He asked out of curiosity more than anything cause Sebastian was more than fine staying here.

He hadn't expected a kiss. Especially not in public where Oscar was the one to initiate it. He returned it though and chuckled softly when it ended. "Was that the or?" He teased, not letting Oscar respond before he was pulling him back by the nape of his neck; kissing him deeply though still slowly. Then he couldn't help himself and squeezed his ass with his free hand. "Aren't you naughty." He whispered as he broke the kiss.

"Are you sure? We've been here for what, like, two hours." Oscar stops in front of the painting -- it's empty around, given he chose the opening hours he knows are the best. He's grinning softly, then, pulling Sebastian a little closer by his hand, "We could grab a coffee, or go walking somewhere else, or.."

Oscar pauses, and it takes him a deep breath and some courage to do what's long overdue -- kiss Sebastian, initiating it himself, instead of just waiting for it. His empty hand finds his cheek, and it's a short, slow kiss -- and still.

#{{with.oscarcarrasco3 #oscar carrasco

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"Never had big family and one I had... you were lucky to have nice food." Sebastian never shied away from the abuse he had to endure at the hands of his aunt and uncle. "Your family is lucky to have you." He meant it. "Ah! Birthday party. Yes, very important to celebrate." He agreed with his thick accent. He laughed joyfully as she talks of getting some wine. "If you need help carrying things to your car, happy to ma'am. Cause seems illegal to have you do everything even if wine will be good later." He joked, though was serious about helping with her bags.

"A family dinner like this is different, you have to do more than just order some pizza. Effort is required, no?" She chuckled, looking over the other. "For dessert I'm making Pionono with Lucuma Ice Cream, I think my daughter will appreciate it, that is for sure. Even with the guest list becoming ever growing, but you only have a birthday once a year and so the effort is worth it." Amelia threw a family dinner for all of her children's birthdays, Emilio's too. Her own she didn't like to make a fuss over, and honestly whenever it was her own birthday she wasn't overly inclined to cook. She would rather go out to a restaurant than have to be in the kitchen for most of the day. "It will be fine. A couple of glasses of wine whilst in the kitchen is the chefs privilege after all."

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"I'm very lucky; couldn't you tell?" He asked, showing the large scar on his throat. Now that was some miracle called Vanja. And that murder attempt had made killing his aunt and uncle sweeter. "No no. I'm healthy man. No allergies." Sebastian grinned as the doctor smiled; it was hard to resist him when he wanted someone. "I can be stuck anytime you want." He pointed out, winking at her. He pouted at the reminder of leaving. "We wanted to be in protest and got arrested. Would've called you earlier, but good friend got hurt and work happened. Wanted to give you space. But then missed prettiest doctor. And I had to apologise face to face, yes?!" He leaned into Isabelle, looking her in the eyes. "Forgive me?" He murmured, pushing a strand of her hair behind her ear.

"Slipped and fell on a knife?" Isabelle repeated back, eyes raising. "That's quite the feat. You're lucky you only came away with a cut like that. It could've been much worse." She was under no impression that this had been an accident. However he had been injured, Sebastian didn't seem like a clumsy person. "Before I start cleaning you up, any allergies or pre-existing conditions I should know about?" The flattery made her smile, and she simply shook her head at the other. "Best and prettiest, hm? You'll have to point them out to me, but for now you're stuck with little old me." She started preparing the antiseptic, the gauze for bandaging and the other equipment she'd need to get him all cleaned up first. "That you do. If I accept, are you going to cancel on me at the very last minute again?"

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Sebastian laughed at the question. "Cute creep! I could handle that!" He teased. "The best mix, yes." He corrected playfully. Sebastian didn't push for more, because he wasn't trying to gather any kind of information, just talking. "Ah? We both live in Queens then! Are you sure you're not creeping up on me?" He teased again. "You travelled? Where did you go? Visited any of my countries?"

It was nice to just talk (and flirt too). Something felt really familiar about the man, like he'd see  his face or heard his voice before... where was it?

He was familiar with the scene; the flirting and the teasing and it never really mattered who was on the other side, as long as they were pretty to look at and single (homewrecking was not his thing.) The man before him checked all the boxes, and technically Ricky had a play thing of his own, he wouldn't be too mad if Luis was to mess around a little. None of this was gonna matter in the morning, anyway.

"You think I'm a creep or something?" a light chuckle escaped him, hand wrapping around the newly placed glass, "That's a cool mix — " he nodded, lips tugging into a charming smile. "Born in Queens. Lived here my whole life — " he spoke, casually, like he would speak to a friend. His heritage, wasnt something he enjoyed taking about, so he'd rather focus on the boring part; New York born and raised. "— Went backpacking for years, I've traveled a lot."

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And this was it, their American dream! Dancing and singing like the world belonged to them. What had kept them alive after the abuse of his aunt and uncle and the students at school. What had kept them hoping when an assassin had cut his throat and Vanja had held into tightly to save his life. A dream that had almost been out of reach when they'd realised how their aunt had dilapidated their parents' fortune. But here there were, living their dream and Sebastian kissed Vanja's hand, winking at him before dancing with him. He sang with Ja, completing his sentences. "... There was a cat that really was gone...It was a shame how he carried on!" They twirled the blond around, face filled with boyish love and joy. And that was it wasn't it, what he was at his core; that broken boy who just wanted love.

Seb handled the money side and Vanja got to pick the music and their clothes. That was the agreement. Also because Vanja had obviously the best taste in the music and clothes. They could see Seb in the mirror as they were finishing up with a client. When the opening bars of the familiar song came on Vanja grinned joyfully, already knowing what was going to happen. They gave the woman in the chair a quick wink and a kiss on her cheek. "Be right back darling." Turning they reached out for Seb's outstretched hand and dancing along with the music. "Ra-Ra-Rasputin, lover of the Russian Queen.... Ra-Ra-Rasputin, Russia's greatest love machine!"

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"The accent is Greek. But the pretty face is a mix of Greek, Serbian and Lebanese." He answered with a small grin. He was quite proud of his ethnicity; a beautiful mix. Something he still remembered from his parents. He laughed then, playfully moving as if to bite her finger. "It's the curls really. Looking like me, of course you wanna take care of me, yes?" He joked.

"Healing kiss? How can I say no!" He exclaimed with a bright smile. He laughed again at her reaction to the photo. He kept it because it was a good memory and he didn't have enough ego to be bothered by it. "Usually people want to take care of me when I'm bruise." He replied. Intimidating people didn't require bruises, just well placed punches. He found a place to sit before dragging her into his lap. "Fight?! When I want. You want to watch?" It wasn't for everyone. He was extremely violent in the ring. "Can you fight?"

⏤ She pulls a curl out of his eyes aside, to take a good glance at his pretty face, as a sweet smile plastered on her delicate features. ❛ I couldn't agree more. ❜ She says as a matter of fact. It was his charm and the accent as well. ❛ Where are you from, if you don't mind me asking? ❜ Elizabeth always wanted to ask them it but always forgot. Every time she got distracted by other things when they were having fun. ⏤ Upon teasing her a crimson shade appears on her cheeks. She giggled which echoed softly in the room when they startled her a little, dimples showing on her own cheeks, reddish due to her shyness. She was a bit shy. ❛ Poor baby. ❜ She stroked their face with a hand that cupped one side of his cheek, and then, played with his curls swirling in her index finger and let it go.

❛ Want a kiss to heal? ❜ Upon seeing his picture with makeup she cackled. And she wrapped her arms around their neck. ⏤ ❛ Mhmm… So, do you plan to look intimidating with all these bruises? ❜ Elizabeth picked his hand, leading to another area, a private room for them. In the private room, there was a round comfortable booth and a pole dance in the center, and she closed the door. ❛ My choice? Then I want to be on your lap. ❜ The Aussie winks playfully. ❛ When is going to be the next fight then? ❜ She inquired curiously, about their fight.

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Location: The Arène Time: Any Who: @xthesolider

He'd already fought a couple times; Sebastian had been a regular in the ring for many years. He hadn't lost any of his fights, but had grown bored eventually, deciding to just sit and watch. And that was when he spotted Milo. "Γεια γλύκα!" Greeting Milo with a hey sweetie was a recurring theme for Sebastian. Nicknames was usually his way of showing he liked people. "Come for the show or for me?" He was partially serious, partially teasing and partially flirting.

#{{with.xthesolider1 #Milo Pierce