santana.

         Santana was becoming more && more uneasy as the conversation went on. Mostly because she could feel her heart yearning for her to change her mind. To accept his efforts && try to smooth things out. Only, it was unclear whether or not he deserved it. Maybe a conversation like that had to be done in person — but Santana was afraid that seeing him in person would cloud her judgement. He was such a soft spot for the female. How could she stay angry when he was so damn good at cheering people up?

     text — blaine anderson; you always victimize Kurt. That’s not the point, but you do.
     text — blaine anderson; I don’t know what you’re trying to do, because I think it was pretty obvious how you felt before. I don’t think you can change that to resolve a fight. Families split up too. They leave each other. Sometimes just for who you are.
     text — blaine anderson; Fine, but I want to get it over with. When?

      Getting the smallest crumb of hope that he might have the chance to make things right between him and Santana paused his fingers and prevented him from defending Kurt any further.  Blaine knew better than to push that topic right now.  Any footing he fought to get with her in the attempt to save their friendship would cave in if he kept it up.  Fixing this wasn’t an option.  He had to.  She was just too important to let go.  Spending his entire life regretting pushing her away wasn’t something he could live with.  He had to TRY.

( mssg » santana | sent ) I know they do but you’re more important than that kind of family. You’re family because we found each other through series of circumstances and whatever else you want to call it that lead up to us meeting one another.
( mssg » santana | sent ) Either way.  That’s family you don’t give up on.  I can’t.
( mssg » santana | sent ) Really?  Great!  Whenever you want.  Name the time and the place and I’ll be there no matter what.