Kurt shifted to gently grab his lovers hand, a subtle smile playing on his lips. “Hey.You have nothing to worry about, okay? I still love you and I still really want to be with you. So much, it’s even scary at times. It’s just.. my boss has me running around like a chicken without a head, I barely even have time to think straight.” A short pause plauged his words. He pursed his lips as his brain scrambled to find the words to fill this newly found awkward silence. “Do you want to go grab some lunch? My treat.”
Blaine glances down as Kurt laces their fingers together and he feels like his heart is about to burst at the seams. Or finish falling until it bleeds through his shoes and he’s standing on it. White teeth bite into his lip and worry against it. A small nod echoes Kurt’s reassurance and he briefly glances up so their eyes can make contact. “So–. We’re okay,” his question’s breathed with a voice that’s unsure and hesitant. Seeming to change gears at the mention of lunch together–Blaine paints a smile in place and squeezes the delicate hand in his grip. “Yeah-yeah. Lunch would be great.” Getting out of here and them having room to breathe? Even better.
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