“Blaine?“ Elliott raised his voice a little so it could carry across the flat, a pillow clutched in a tattoo heavy hand as he searched around somewhat AIMLESSLY. Dropping it back on the sofa none too CEREMONIOUSLY, Elliott gave up his searching for the moment, instead seeking Blaine out; a task much EASIER than the first.
“Have you seen my glasses? I can’t find them ANYWHERE.” And he had a script to study, so his options rested between finding and having to wear the DAMN things or risking a SPLITTING headache that would no doubt ruin his evening.
On finding Blaine in the bathroom, a bright smile BLOSSOMED across Elliott’s face, a hand instantly going to his hip so he could press a kiss to cherry lips.
“Yes, Elliott??” Blaine had just finished up his shower and pulled on something to sleep in when he heard Elliott wandering through the apartment. Either he was lost in his own home or was looking for something. Judging by the amount of things being moved around and sat down Blaine could hear? He could be moving the furniture too. Though, at this hour, that was the most unlikely of all the assumptions Blaine could make.
Ah! His glasses! He started to hurry up his routine so he could go help. Hair combed back off his face with just a little bit of something to keep them mostly tame overnight and his feet now warm inside his slippers…and he was set to spend the rest of the night in.
Only Elliott beat him and joined him in the bathroom instead. Blaine smiled seeing Elliott smile. “I think I saw them in the bedroom on the nightstand last. I’d be willing to bet there still there,” he hummed happily when their lips met. Okay, that was nice. Glasses could wait. Cause he lifted up to gently return the peck against the corner of Elliott’s lips, his smile returning to his own. “Come on. Let’s go look.”
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