**Instagram posts**

PghShann:  @hjclarington trying to be all bashful. He forgets that's MY thing. Giving him a pass though cause he's so darn cute. #hesadorable #imadehimblush #😊 #mydancepartner #thatfacetho #daltonboys #💞#candidphotos

hjclarington: I swear you're like a ninja when it comes to pictures.  You're so bad sometimes but I like it...

hjclarington: @PghShann since you stole my milkshake does that mean you'll taste like strawberries now? #🍓 #😉 #littlethief #shessocute #mydancepartner #lookwhosblushingnow #😊 #💞 #candidphotos

PghShann: don't lie you let me try it. Now who's being bad?  #somanyinnuendos

**end Instagram posts**

Sebastian looks so broken standing on the other side of the door, outside of uniform, overnight bag on his shoulder.  His eyes perk up when he sees me, sparkling even though his smile is small.  Shy even.  He must notice my raised eyebrow because he addresses my unspoken question as he walks into the house.

"I had already changed in to casual clothes before you called. I wasn't expecting to leave my dorm room again.  And when you said I could come over I packed a bag as fast as I could, deciding to just stay in jeans and my hoodie.  I hope that is okay."

I giggle softly as he drops his bag in the front hallway.  "Sebby it's okay.  We're sharing Chinese takeout and cookies I made from dough Aunt Pam had in the freezer.  This is low key Valentine's Day.  You just sounded like you needed to see me, which is why I said you could. I'm easy like that."  He grabs my hand and follows me into the kitchen so we can assemble our plates of orange beef, white rice and steamed dumplings.

While I'm doling out portions and making sure everything is warm enough he comes behind me and wraps his arms around my waist, pressing a kiss to my temple and whispering softly in my ear.  "I did miss you, Love.  Thank you for letting me come over. And I like this new laid back side of you."  I smile to myself as I shrug out of his arms so that I can heat everything up slightly.  I lean back against the counter while the plates are in the microwave and give him a smile.  "You do??  I know you don't want to hear it but it's something I've picked up from hanging out with Hunter.  I mean I'm only 17 once so why not live in the moment, right?"

He scrunches up his face slightly at the thought but then relaxes again, an actual smile gracing his features, "You know, I never thought I would say this about the guy who basically stole you from me but I think Clarington may be a good influence on you."  I can't help myself and just start laughing at that.  "Bas, do you realize how ridiculous this all sounds?  And feels?  You are technically still my fiancé.  And yet you are standing here talking about how Hunter, the other guy I'm dating, my boyfriend is a good influence on me."

Finally his trademark smirk is back, sparkling playful eyes and all.  "Princess, for someone who was so adverse to the whole Mrs Sterling-Duval and cousin-twincest threesome ideas you sure did hop to this whole twisted ménage à trois idea fast when it came to me and him."  I roll my eyes as I go to collect our plates from the microwave.  Sebastian grabs both from my hands and takes them to the table as I get us something to drink.  "Sebby, it's different.  You guys are sharing me, just not at the same time.  Those other two things were definitely like plural situations and that's just weird.   No I'm just a normal girl with a very talented, attractive fiancé and an equally talented, attractive boyfriend.  You guys are more alike than you realize..."

He shakes his head as we sit down to dinner.  "You're not just a normal girl.  And Princess, I'll have to take your word for that.  But if it is what you need me to do then I'll be nice to him.  But only because he makes you happy.  And I'd do anything to see you happy."

I reach across the table and grab his hand with my own, Sebastian looks up from his plate. His fingers interlace with mine. "Bastian, that is all I ask. Just try. Okay?" He nods and resumes eating, but our hands stay connected throughout dinner.

Once we are done with the Chinese takeout, there was more than enough for the both of us, Sebastian grabs our plates to wash them. I am hurriedly making us hot chocolate and getting cookies together for dessert before we start watching the movie.  I have the movie set out on the coffee table so I put the mugs and plate of cookies there as well.  I have the DVD in my hand getting ready to put it in the player when Sebastian comes back in from the kitchen. He takes one look at me and shakes his head.

"Love, we are not watching THAT!"

I glance down at the movie in my hands and then back up at him with a small frown on my face, "Sebby, what is wrong with this movie?" He snatches it out of my hands and walks back towards the DVD tower, "Princess, really? I enjoy 'Carrie' as much as you do, but come on Shann. I mean its Valentine's Day..." He looks so precious pouting like that, I just let him put the movie back.

"Well I had planned on spending the night alone, I didn't want to depress myself with a sappy movie. So I went classic horror.... But what would you rather watch?"  I watch as his fingers skim over the movie cases. He grabs one and turns to me with a naughty smirk on his face.  "Bas, I don't like that look.  What are you doing?"  He laughs softly and holds up the DVD case for me to see.  "Well if you're looking for horror, ma petit bébé, then what about this??"

'Hostel'

I rapidly shake my head at him, whispering back softly.  "Sebby no, I can't watch that movie.  Blaine tried to make me watch it once and I swear I cried and couldn't sleep properly for days.  I can't.  It's too scary...."  He bites his lower lip and walks slowly towards me, movie still in his hand, "Nonsense Mon Cherie. I can protect you.  I'll make sure you're able to sleep tonight.  Avec moi..."  He pulls me close to him with a raised eyebrow, eyes a deeper green.

Delicious...

My eyes flicker from his lips up to those beautiful green eyes as he wraps his arms around me. My voice comes out breathier than it should, "Sebastian, what is up with the French?  I know those words you're using but I don't really speak it."  His breath ghosts against my skin as he whispers in my ear, "You like it Princess, don't lie..."

He is right.

I love this.

But he really isn't playing fair, whispering in my ear in French.

Pressing kisses to my temple, my cheek, my neck.

He isn't playing fair at all.

Sebastian's mouth is connected to the side of my throat, kissing me.  I'm trying desperately to keep my composure but it isn't working.  He's so bad...

Finally I do the only thing I can think of.  Softly I breathe out, "Bastian, I DO know how to say one thing very well in French..."  He pulls away from my neck, licking his lips as he looks at me.  "Is that right, Love?"  I nod and raise on my toes to whisper in his ear.

"Voulez vous coucher avec moi?"

His eyes are wide as saucers, pupils fully blown as I drop back down on my heels, giving him a small smile.  Instantly the movie slips from his grip.  He doesn't even says anything, just grabs my hand and drags me for the stairs.

(A/N:  Gold stars for anyone who knows those French phrases.)