❣ he’s going for it!

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(roll, 1: a shy kiss)

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How they ended up like this?  Blaine wasn’t sure he could remember gathering up the nerve to get remotely close enough to be breathing in a cologne that often left traces in the bathroom or in Puck’s wake when he rushed out the door.  The smell was something he was getting used to.  To the point that Blaine knew if or when Puck decided to stop crashing at his apartment?  He’d end up missing it when it was gone.  One second they were laughing about something Blaine’s brain lost all function of remembering the details of.  Television was involved and that was about the only step to this point Blaine might be able to piece together if asked.  

Couldn’t blame him for being, well, lost and his attention solely on something else entirely.  Because here he was collapsed back onto the sofa after nudging Puck hard enough that the one he got back knocked him backwards.  Combined with his refusal to let Puck change the channel and clinging to his wrist in an attempt to wrestle the remote away resulting in bringing Puck along for the ride.  A haze drifted into his gaze, lips that were open from his chuckle remained that way.  Only his smile faded and he felt his tongue move across his bottom lip making the air that was getting increasingly hard to breath run cold over his skin.

His grip tightened enough he could feel Puck’s pulse under his fingertips, lashes lowered but did nothing to veil where his gaze had drifted off to. Puck’s mouth seemed to draw him in.  The huff of a laugh was futile.  Weak and breathless and not really a laugh at all.  So, he stopped it dead in it’s tracks by gathering some steel resolve nerve he didn’t know he had (or was fueled by the courage of two beers) and inching up until their lips barely grazed one another and he could taste Puck’s breath and skin and..oh damn it..  His gaze flicked up, he lingered close enough one flinch would let him do it again, gone but just checking if he’d just made a horrible mistake.

❣ gIVE ME CUTE

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(in your case not so random. lol!)

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Okay.  Maybe.  Maybe! It was cheesy, but this was their first Valentine’s Day together.  Blaine’s favorite holiday.  Sebastian could grumble all he wanted about February 14th (when Blaine knew, deep down, Sebastian was as excited for it as he was..or..er..so he hoped?), he was going to get the full dose of what it was like to experience Blaine Anderson-style Valentine’s Day.  Whether he wanted to or not. And it was going to start no later than when Sebastian’s alarm went off.  Blaine had already let himself inside the apartment before dawn.  Using close to superhero level stealth, Sebastian’s apartment was transformed into well..what could only be described as Party Depot’s cupid aisle throwing up from ceiling to floor in bright red, white, even pink (fushia) trimmings.

Balloons, bright glistening streamers that hung from the top of his bedroom door to the floor.  A massive vase of roses sat on the kitchen table with two bottles of champagne and brand new flutes with crimson hearts in their stems.  Blaine could have gone the much more tasteful route.  Sure.  He’d actually PLANNED on it.  However.  The more Sebastian seemed to roll his eyes or resist all of Blaine’s crazy thoughts about the day?  The more determined to go off the wall Blaine decided to be.  Complete with obnoxiously huge teddy bear in the corner that he was hiding behind.  Please!  No comment on how he managed to pull off fitting back there!

A note taped to the wall outside the bedroom was followed by a series of other arrows and ‘this way’s until the path broke away and a trail of gummy hearts lead up to the brown stuffed animal with it’s huge round eyes. red bow around it’s neck and a sign sitting on his legs reading KISS ME in Blaine’s handwriting.  No sign of the guilty party whatsoever.  He didn’t even answer when Sebastian said his name.

Blaine could sense him close.  Did he figure him out?  Didn’t matter!  When the soft sound of Sebastian’s ‘hmmm’ felt as close as he could possibly get without thinking this was dumb and pulling away.  An arm jutted out from around the bear’s neck.  Fingers curled around a pale wrist and pulled him half for leverage so Blaine could roll up onto his knees while pulling Sebastian down.  The poor teddy bear toppled onto it’s side as their lips crashed together and a delighted Blaine held Sebastian close, his lips not daring to pull away.  GOT YOU!

❣️ // married

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(roll, 14: a happy kiss)

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The tip of his navy blue boat shoe tapped against the leg of a wrought iron bench framed by two bright red rose bushes carefully tended to so that the buds just now beginning to coil up through leaves of green were so vibrant they almost matched the crimson color of his chinos. Their delicate smell made Blaine smile. Fresh cut grass, earth and roses was so much better than burnt wood, ash, a knot in his throat and tears in his eyes.  Coming home for this occasion?  As bittersweet as it was?  God, he was glad they did.

Standing in the garden that alumni like himself and his former Warbler brothers built in honor of the school that was as part of them and as essential to what made them who they were as their veins, blood and bones did–Blaine let his hazel gaze wander over the paths with their trellises, gazebos and fountains.  The scene was beautiful, serene.  Like a monument to the memories and lives they made and changed as years went by.  So much of himself started here.  His coming into who he was, meeting people who believed in him in ways no one ever had before, where he met Kurt and his future began to cement it’s foundation without him even realizing it.

Blaine loved Dalton, what it represented not just to him but his friends who all had their own stories to tell about how the school changed their lives.  Even began new ones.  Their daughter wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for a winding staircase and a boy doing his best to blend and not pulling it off one bit.  His heart began to soar when his gaze fixed itself on the starkly contrasting pieces of heavy machinery on the very edge of the lawn he’d been wandering down, hands in his pockets and feet carrying him perfectly through imaginary halls even if he had to jump a bush or two to stay on course.

The garden would soon be gone but pieces of it would last. 
It didn’t matter…
Dalton was coming back.

Standing precisely on the spot he knew deep down (because he’d never forget an inch of the halls he cherished) was where he wanted to be, Blaine felt the warm press of a palm against the back of his hand. 

 “The next time we come back here..  I wonder what it’ll look like.  Breaking ground in two days.  Trent’s designing it.  How weird is that?”

His husband’s shadow blocked out the sun only a enough to catch his attention further.  Kurt’s eyes were reddened (so were his) but their smiles were ear to ear.  “This is where we—-.  You wouldn’t believe how long I stood in the hallway telling myself I could do it..,” he confessed while nodding towards the hallway that existed only in their mind’s eye.

“I love you.”  The kiss was real.  His hand pulled free and wrapped both arms around Kurt’s shoulders, heels lifting so he could press their lips together.  Buildings could burn, gardens would bloom and wither and new walls could come out of the ground and crumble all over again.  What wouldn’t change? Was them and what they had after it began RIGHT HERE.

// Happy Valentine’s Day to all you lovely people!  I’m here to write some kisses and send more love throughout the day!  Just wanted to put a note here to say hello and I adore every one of you!  Find me on discord at #writingwhatever3037 if you wanna say hi!

Send in a ❣ for a random kiss.

ohmyaranea:

  1. a shy kiss. 
  2. a forehead kiss.
  3. a cheek kiss.
  4. a nuzzle kiss.
  5. a neck kiss.
  6. a hand kiss. 
  7. a hug + kiss combo. 
  8. a bleeding / bloody kiss. 
  9. an assertive kiss. 
  10. a nonchalant / uninterested kiss. 
  11. a blown kiss. 
  12. a sad / crying kiss. 
  13. a quick kiss. 
  14. a happy kiss.
  15. a teasing / sensual kiss. 
  16. a platonic kiss. 
  17. a clumsy kiss
  18. a kiss of your choosing! ( requested by the sender! )

✨ I think your portrayal is on point, but it also intimidates me (Don’t judge me your Blaine is just scary Good!), 🎉 We’ve been mutuals for ages, and this makes me so happy!, 💌 I just think you’re amazing (!!!!)

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// GASP!  I’m not judging you!  I luff you too much for that!  Thank you for saying that!  It means a lot cause I adore this lil dork.  Please, never be intimidated!!  You are A+ and always have been!  I’m really glad we ran into one another so long ago.  I love the friendship we started out of a love for Elliott/Adam and the weirdness of these two.  Don’t ever change!