hunter.

hunter would have kissed him again. there was a want deep inside of him, that his body was begging on acting on, but he decided against it. there were so many thoughts running around his mind, that he found it hard to focus on the BROKEN boy in front of him at that moment. hunter prided himself on listening to his head above anything else. when it came to.. romance, it wasn’t exactly his speciality and he did everything in his power to avoid it, if he were truthful. love only had negative connotations for him, and it wasn’t something he wanted to get involved in. of course, with BLAINE ANDERSON in such close proximity, his head was in a serious battle with his heart, but of course it was one that his head won. 

he couldn’t believe he had been so reckless. being selfless for once, he was actually more concerned about blaine’s feelings that his own. blaine didn’t deserved to be toyed around with after everything that he had been through in the past couple of weeks. hunter wouldn’t be able to face him if he had made it WORSE in any way. hunter’s hands moved to blaine’s shoulders, where he gently pushed so there was at least a few inches between their lips now. “ i… ” however he said it, it wouldn’t come out right. he knew that, but he was trying to be as delicate as possible with blaine. “ you’re hurt. you.. you don’t want me, this. not really. i think you’re missing kurt, and i’m here, and that’s okay. really. ” he insisted. “ i don’t mind, but i just wouldn’t want you doing anything that you would later regret. ”

For the next several excruciating seconds, Blaine hinged on every breath, every twitch of Hunter’s mouth or eyes.  Any change of expression.  Or shift in the way Hunter looked at him.  Lost, nervous hazel searched back and forth, back and forth over the Warbler’s face.  His answer came in a pair of hands, that were surprisingly gentle to anyone who would have taken Hunter at surface level, resting on his shoulders.  His heart leapt and he waited to be pulled in.  A gesture he’d have to wait a lot longer than he thought if he wanted it to happen.  Being pushed back slowly, Blaine seemed to lack the control of his spine to resist if that’s what Hunter wanted. And the spark of hope Blaine held inside with bated breath became a candle that lit up his eyes and made them shine again melted at once to its last legs, guttering and dying before going out completely.  

“Sorry.”   Blaine removed his hands from where they’d rested against Hunter’s knee for balance without him realizing he’d put them there.  “I’m really sorry.”  For someone who rarely had reasons to say that word until recently, he’d really wracked up the frequent flier miles on how often he’d uttered it in the past several months.  Shooting Hunter a smile full of teeth that never truly met his eyes to stop the crease he felt forming between his eyebrows, Blaine pushed himself up via his recently freed palms against his knee and motioned towards the door with a wave of fingers that barely lifted from his side.  “I think I should go.  It’ll never happen again.  I don’t know what I was thinking,” he blabbered.  “Thank you for talking with me.  I..  Goodnight, Hunter.”  Getting out of the room became the only objective he would let himself think about.  Pivoting on his heel, he turned to do exactly that.