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Blaine was sitting in the Dalton library, studying for their history exam and absentmindedly stroking his fingers over the name on his chest through his shirt. It had stopped itching after a few days, thank god, but Blaine still couldn't seem to stop touching the letters printed on his skin. The swirls of the letters had darkened from a light brown to a dark, almost black color clearly visible against his olive skin.

The doctor he had visited with Jeff in tow had been just as perplexed as he was when he pulled off his shirt and showed him the mark. Well, it had taken half the appointment to convince him Blaine was being serious. But when he had bent down to look at the script more closely he had frowned confusedly. He had been able to tell Blaine that the letters looked to be made of the pigment in his skin – a relief, Blaine supposed, at least he could stop worrying about someone having broken into his dorm room and tattooing him in his sleep. The doctor had taken a small biopsy to send for testing – the tip of an S that had taken less than a day to reappear – and given Blaine some lotion for the itch. And now all Blaine could do was try to distract himself as he waited for the results.

He had hoped reading about the political structures of the Renaissance era would provide him with a much needed distraction, but when he reread the same paragraph for the third time, still having no clue what it said, he huffed and pulled out his phone. He had avoided his dash ever since Saturday, knowing most of the tumblr blogs he followed were filled with gushing over Sebastian Smythe. He really didn't think he could take any reminders of the man who's name was written on his skin right now. When he clicked open the browser, though, he couldn't seem to stop himself and before he even knew what he was doing he was logging into his tumblr.

Blaine stared at his dash. The tiny screen of his phone was exploding with images of a shirtless Sebastian and Blaine frowned – and no, he was definitely not salivating, thank you very much. Just last month there had been a photoshoot for broadway.com with a ton of shirtless pictures released in HQ. How could one blurry picture, seemingly taken with a cheep cellphone, create a bigger riot than that? When he read the headline of the TMZ article linked all over his dash he understood how. He hurried to click on the link and gasped.

Broadway darling Sebastian Smythe sporting new tattoo revealing boyfriend's name?– Check out the pics that show it all

Broadway's latest darling, current Hamilton star Sebastian Smythe was spotted yesterday morning flexing those abs we have all come to know and love at his local gym. And while we would be happy simply drooling over his sweaty body, we really need to give an extra big hug and thank you to our reader who snapped this shot of Smythe in the midst of a grueling work out.

Lifting his shirt to swipe at his brow Smythe revealed to the world the new tattoo splashed over his pecks, the name Blaine Anderson written clear as day on his skin. Only a few weeks ago saw Smythe out dining and reportedly getting cozy with co-star Jesse St. James (click here ), but it seems the Broadway star has moved on and found love with someone else. Blaine Anderson must be quite the catch for Smythe to etch his name into his skin, and right above his heart. So romatic, we are swooning. So, sorry ladies and gents, it seems Smythe has been hiding his love and is a taken man.

Click here to see more pics. Any tips on who our elusive Blaine Anderson might be? Drop us a line here.

Blaine stared at his phone dumbfounded. He clicked the link and swiped through every single picture in the photo gallery, not believing his eyes. He stopped to stare at the closeup of Sebastian's chest. Blaine Anderson really was scrawled right over Sebastian's heart. At the exact same spot where Sebastian Smythe was etched into Blaine's skin. In the exact same swirling font. What was going on? Blaine swiped through the photo's again and again, reading and rereading the article until he probably had every single sentence memorized.

And that was how Jeff found him, staring at his phone. Blaine had no idea whether he had been sitting there for minutes or hours when Jeff's voice snapped him out of his stupor. He still had to force himself to lift his gaze from his phone and look at his friend.

”Hey, man. You weren't at dinner, don't you think you're done for tonight?”

Blaine blinked at him for a few long seconds before he unfroze and shoved his phone at him.

”Jeff, you need to see this, like, right now.” He hissed and waved at his phone until Jeff grabbed it and rolled his eyes at him.

”What, Brooks Brothers have a new bowtie collection?”

”Jeff, I'm serious, look at the damn phone!”

Jeff slumped down in the chair next to Blaine and groaned. ”Fine, fine, I'm looking. What's so important that...Oh.”

Blaine started biting his nails while Jeff's eyes skimmed over the screen, his leg bouncing up and down as he waited impatiently for Jeff to finish reading. When Jeff's mouth fell open in shock and his eyes widened Blaine figured he had seen the picture and he grabbed his phone back from his friend.

”Why does he have my name on his skin? And that's not a tattoo, is it? That looks just like mine. What's going on?!” Blaine was whisper-yelling, not wanting to disturb anyone in the library even in the middle of his freak out. Jeff was patting his arm helplessly.

”I don't know, Blaine. But it has to mean something, right? I mean, you have his name, he has your name... It has to mean something.”

Blaine looked at him with wide eyes. ”Like what?”

”Like, I don't know, maybe you're meant to be together or something. You have always been completely moony-eyed over him, so that makes total sense, right?”

Blaine let out a huff. ”Don't be stupid, what, the universe just decided we would be perfect for each other and decided to give us a pointer in the right direction?”

Jeff looked at him and his eyes narrowed before he let out a squeel way too loud for a library. ”Oh my god, you totally want the universe to be playing match maker for you!”

”I do not!”

Jeff bumped their shoulders together. ”You so do. You have the hots for Smythe and you want to marry him and have his babies and ride into the sunset with him.”Jeff's voice was teasing and he was smirking at Blaine. Blaine hated him a little bit just then, mostly because he was way too accurate in his teasing. Jeff sobered up, ”Besides, it does make sense. Why else would you have his name and he yours?”

Blaine opened and closed his mouth, stuttering around what to say. Jeff threw his arm over Blaine's shoulders.

”Oh man, this is so cool.”

Blaine pushed at him. ”Stop it, that's not what this is. I'm not destined to be with Sebastian Smythe. Come on, it's Sebastian Smythe!”

Jeff cooed at him. ”Awww, you can't even say his name without sounding all mushy. You two are so destined to be together.”

Blaine punched him in the arm and Jeff let out a yelp, ”Ow, man, your words, not mine!”

Blaine just huffed and collected his books, doing his best to ignore Jeff doing silly faces at him. Late that night, though, Blaine couldn't stop stroking the name on his chest, imagining it was Sebastian's fingers stroking his skin.