lyric starters: bruno mars
“You know that the feeling is one hundred percent mutual, right?” Blaine leaned in close enough that their shoulders rested against one another. He lived for nights like this. When the loft was quiet and they could sit out on the firescape and talk. Just the two of them. About where their lives were going, what they wanted to be. Without all the chaos of four people living together and the front Santana still slipped into when they were all in one room. Seeing the real her who let random promises like that slip out? There was nothing he’d trade the opportunity for.
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