“Okay fine — you want my honesty?” He’d done it now. Pushed Santana to tell him some truth, to not sugar coat it. He was the only person she’d ever sugar coat insults for, now that was out the window so she wouldn’t hold back. “I think you’re too sensitive. I think you’re a big cry baby who wants to be something stronger but isn’t. I think you let other people control you && consume you because you secretly have ZERO confidence. I think you wear so much hair gel, you’re practically a slip && slide. I think you need to slow down for any reason other than gay supreme, KURT HUMMEL, so you can actually learn about yourself. Because if I’m REALLY honest, I’ve known you going on four years, && I still barely know you. Do you want to be organized gay sidekick forever? Really?”
Well this was a huge mistake. No sooner did he open his mouth and tell her to stop holding it back and give him exactly what was going through her head because he was tired of watching her hold it in via glares and huffs towards him or Kurt or both of them? Than he instantly regretted it. Blaine stood through the tongue lashing with a look of shock causing his mouth to drop open. Speechless. He was speechless. When she was finished, he gnashed his teeth together to hide he actually cringed as he felt the words dig in. Deep. Palming over his mouth, Blaine took a step back and broke eye contact wriggling his fingers in the air and managed a half-shrug. “You don’t know hardly anything about me because you never bothered to try. Contrary to popular belief? I’m not Kurt’s sidekick. I’m his fiance’. I know plenty about myself but you wouldn’t know that either. Maybe if you spent less time getting angry at me or anyone else for who knows WHAT reason? We might have a conversation and you could find out just how wrong you are.” Problem was? The sinking feeling he struggled to ignore made her rant too real not to wonder if that’s how everyone saw him. How he saw himself if he wasn’t playing Mister Oblivious to it because it was easier. Safer. All he could do was swing his hand from his hip and keep backing away. “I’m sorry I asked. Never mind. This was a mistake.”
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