Small Children Should Not Be Left Unattended When Bored

@"Reignfinite"

Sebastian was bored again. There was nothing to do in his room, his boyfriend being absent again for a book club-or was it a work shift this time? Which day was it today again? He wasn't sure, but did not care enough to raise his head and look at a clock. He wasn't even sure there was one in the lounge. The TV was one though, its volume playing low, making it so that he could barely understand the whispers of the man currently on the screen. Not that he cared much for him anyway. He did not even know what show or channel it was on.

It was probably the news though. It sounded like the news. Sebastian glanced at the TV. The man was wearing a suite, his expression sullen and serious. There were no flashing headlines around his sullen though, so he couldn't be sure. Maybe it was a movie after all. Or a TV show. He didn't care either way, though. The only reason why the TV was turned on was because the silence in the lounge was deafening. He had come down from his room seeking some sort of entertainment, as, as he had already reminded himself, his boyfriend was otherwise occupied and thus not in their room, taking that way his usual pastime from him. He had found the room empty of people though making him wonder whether he was missing class again. Hari would not be happy if that was so.

He frowned. He did not want to make his boyfriend angry again. He still flinched at any and all reminders of their last fight, including his own memories of it. If he did not fight with Hari again if his life, it would be too soon, he thought, as he closed his eyes, one of his hands falling on the floor from where he was selfishly taking a one whole couch for himself. Was it really selfish though if there was no one else in the room with him? He didn't care either way.

What was he thinking about again? Something about Hari. Most of his thoughts were about Hari though (and wasn't that somewhat pathetic?) and not all of them were safe to think in public. He was alone in the lounge though, so he let his mind wonder as if did when he was bored (and he was so completely, utterly, absolutely bored) jumping from thought to thought, never sticking to one for more than a few moments.

It took Sebastian a moment probably a bit too long to realise that somebody was indeed speaking to him and that he would probably need to open at least one of his eyes again in order to see who. 'Left', he decided lazily just as he did so, only to unfortunately get nothing but the view of the backrest of the couch he was lying on for his efforts.

'Right', then he decided, biting onto his cheek to stop the yawn which was suddenly threatening to take over his face. Or just both? Nah, he was too bored/tired/lazy for that right now. So, closing his left eye, he slowly opened the right and was this time met with a sight of a tall, black hair guy with a scar running down his face. Nobody he knew, but that didn't speak much. He had been too..occupied, yeah, let's go with that... during his few weeks here to meet pretty much anybody but Hari, some of his friends, and that idiot teacher showing him how to use his powers.

On that note Sebastian suddenly felt a shot of fear at the thought that some of his scales might be visible to this strangers eyes. Luckily, he soon remembered that he was wearing a long sleeved shirt even though it was really too hot this late into the summer for them, and that thankfully, the scales have retreated from his face after that whole ordeal of turning into a snake for a day, so there might just be something in what that idiot teacher was teaching him.

His fear conquered, he decided it would only be polite to answer. ''Yes'', he said, his voice slow and heavy as he did so. ''Thought I was missing class again for a moment. Thankfully, it doesn't seem that's the case'', he said, still looking at the other man with just one bright blue eye open.

''Nah'', Sebastian said as he waved his hands through the air between him and his new found conversation partner, forcing himself of open both of his eyes again as he did so for he had a distinct feeling that only half looking at the person you were talking to was somehow rude, and he really was trying to work on his manners somewhat.

''I'm too bored to sleep right now really'', he continued, not even thinking how illogical that statement would seem to anybody but him, who was used to feeling too bored to do anything, even sleep. The appearance of this new guy though seemed like it could lift some of that boredom off his shoulders though. He had, in the end, come down from his room to the lounge looking for something to do, right? Considering his boyfriend was off the table at the moment and all.

''Sebastian'', he sad then, after the other man-Adam-had asked for his name. ''Sebastian Grey. Nice to meet you, Adam'', he said, moving only somewhat so that he could be in a better position for looking at the other man. ''I would offer you a hand to shake, but you're too far away from this position and I'm too tired to get up. Apologies'', he finished then as he made himself more comfortable in the new lying position.

Raising and eyebrow in amusement at the fact that Adam had actually stood up and reached out just to shake his hand, Sebastian gave a small huff at being asked whether he was always this bored.

''Most of the time, yes'', he answered, sitting up just a bit straighter. This conversation was leaning somewhere towards interesting, and cold very possibly turn into something to occupy his mind until such time Hari god back from work. Club. Whatever it was that he was doing now. He also frowned slightly at his answer, even though it was true. He was working on that, trying out different things in order to find something which would call out to him, but nothing had done so yet, and the world always turned back to being painted in the shades of grey whenever Hari left his immediate vicinity.

''Bored, that is'', he continued, quickly shaking off negative thoughts. He did not need scales popping out at random faces right now because he was getting depressed. ''Not tired. Tired is just a now thing'', though his tiredness did steam from being bored, so maybe the two were connected after all?

''I just finished freshmen year'', he answered the second question though. How he did so he did not know, having missed a large percent of his classes, but finish it he still did. ''You?'', he then asked in return, wanting the conversation to continue, preferably for at least a few more hours, if possible.

In the light of everything that had happened to him in the last few weeks, with Hari, and the first date disasters, with stupid teachers prying into his mind, and scales erupting all over his skin every time his emotions got even little bit out of hand, Sebastian had almost forgotten that he did not actually mind talking about his powers, at least not in general, when the conversation wasn't personally, and the other party was not trying to take him apart with their words, picking intentionally on those places in his mind which he liked to hide, about which he didn't even like to think, let alone talk about. He had forgotten that on the first day he had met Hari he had told him almost everything about himself, simply because he didn't care to hide, or at least he cared only to hide in plane sight, where everyone could see but almost nobody would bother to pry further. Almost nobody. It was just his luck that he kept running into people who cared.

Would this new person, this new probable friend be like that to? Eyeing the man in front of him from his position of the couch, Sebastian decided not. He was just curious, just making small talk, only here, the small talk consisted of asking about what the other person could do instead of what they thought of this whether, it's just so hot, don't you think so? Besides, there were other topics to be addressed first, which gave him just enough time to break his mind from instantly zeroing in on the topic of powers.

''It is a pretty nice place'', he said, for on that he had to agree. Academy was a place true to its word, a rare school which actually took care of its own. He liked it here as well, despite everything that had happened and the fact that he barely went to class and had probably spent almost 80% of his time here in his room, in his bed, both alone and in company.

''I can't say that I have met the man in question though'', he answered with a lazy smile making its way on his face yet again. ''Though that description would certainly fit those few I have actually met quite nicely too'', not that he had met much of the actually teaching stuff here, except the irritation mine who was coaching him how to use his powers, which did tend to happen when one missed on as much classes as he did. He had a feeling though that that was going to change come next semester.

''As for my story...'', he said, a grin on his face growing a little bit bigger, as he had also forgotten during the last few years that he was somewhat of a social butterfly interrupted. He liked people, and he had liked using his powers on people. Given, he could not use them now, having a boyfriend and all, but still. There was some fun to be had here still. Suddenly, those few hours which had stretched endlessly in front of him before didn't seem so endless any more.

''It mostly consists of charming handsome joks into coming with me to the dark corners of the school and kissing my breath out of me with my power'', he said, deciding he would conveniently skip the whole 'I can turn into a snake' part of his power. It wasn't as interesting, and he was not still up to talking about that that much. ''I can't exactly remember how I found out'', he said then, honestly trying to remember who was the first boy to fall prey to his Seduction. Was it the captain of the basketball or the soccer team? He couldn't remember any more, and actually it didn't really matter.

''It's been a while'', he thus said in the end simply, still smiling a lazy smile.