Elliott just stood there until Blaine went, before pulling the shirt shut around him and glancing at the door. He hadn’t meant to come across as angry or harsh, he’d just panicked. A lot. Long fingers began to button up his shirt, stopping half way up before Elliott hesitantly walked across to the kitchen. – with his stomach covered he didn’t feel so bad, thighs, crotch and chest on show like this he could handle – it was just the stomach he held issues with.
He stopped in the doorway, looking somewhere between embarrassed and nervous – almost sheepish in the way he held onto the door frame and essentially peaked around it. “I – I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…” He gestured quickly away from his mouth. “Run my mouth,” he’d just been uncomfortable. It was one thing for other people to see him like that, that was bad enough, but for it to be Blaine?! For some reason that just made it worse for Elliott.
Once he was inside the kitchen–Blaine gave a such an apologetic look at the wall that you could swear he was able to see right through it and offer that apology to Elliott on top of the ones he stammered out. Before bolting away to give the man some time to recover. He was doing a shoddy job at doing the same. His attempt to get some water ended up with him knocking several freshly washed dishes into the sink where they clanged loudly but–thankfully–didn’t break. Wincing at his mistake–he quickly grabbed them back out and nabbed a glass with a hard look of determination glared at the poor cup. “Great way to make him feel embarrassed when that was exactly what you were trying not to do, Blaine,” he mumbled to himself using the water coming from the faucet he shoved on to cover his voice.
Blaine turned slightly and aimed a careful glance over his shoulder back to Elliott. Again–eye contact only. Honestly, Elliott had nothing to be uncomfortable about. His body was beyond amazing and it didn’t take seeing him in nothing but his underwear to notice that. But he understood first hand what doubting yourself–in spite of what everyone around you said–felt like. And he wouldn’t wish that one anyone. Especially not Elliott who deserved nothing but to feel good about the person he was. Inside and out. “You’re fine. Please don’t apologize. I didn’t mean to make that weird. I’m really sorry, Elliott.”
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