Kurt nodded along and followed beside him. Out of all the things that could make him nervous though, hand-holding was hardly on the list anymore. It felt normal by now. And looking around was also a nice distraction though. The house was gorgeous. Kurt would never get tired of these big houses. He remembered some of the summer vacations to his mother’s side of the family even after she died, staying at his aunt and uncle’s house, singing upon request for them, pretending he didn’t know that she was glaring at Burt every time she saw him for whatever reason. Those were the days. It had been a few years since the last visit though.
Kurt took a seat on one of the stools and leaned on his elbows on the counter. "Me? You’re the night owl here. I slept just fine thank you.“ He chuckled lightly. “Coffee would be great.” He glanced around the room with a small smile on his face still. “I need to come over here more often, it’s beautiful.”
“Thanks. It’s home–quiet–but..anyway! I know I’m the night owl,” Blaine tipped the bottle of chocolate syrup he grabbed from the cabinet in Kurt’s direction to get his point across via container of sugary-goodness, “but you’re the one that said Finn’s video games were keeping you up. I know what sleep deprived Kurt Hummel’s like.” Winking to show he was kidding–sort of because a sleep deprived grumpy Kurt could be frightening until he woke up enough to snap out of it or had a high enough caffeine buzz to get him into better spirits–Blaine turned back to making Kurt is very own Anderson Cafe non-fat mocha. “You’re going to throw his controller out the window and break his heart that he can’t finish up his last round of Call of Duty.”
Swirling a spoon inside the concoction until it was blended to his satisfaction–Blaine shrugged and fixed his own less fancy drink keeping his pointer finger away from the rest for a devilishly secret reason. “Coop used to keep me up with reruns of crime shows when he was going through his serious line delivery phase because apparently their puns require a certain level of Master Finesse to deliver. I swear I’ve seen or heard almost every episode of Law and Order slash whatever city they decided to stage it in that season at least twice.” Returning back to Kurt’s perch on the counter stool, their coffees were sat side by side and presented with a wave of his hand above the coils of steam. “Your coffee.” That extended pointer revealed it’s secret weapon. A dab of syrup that dripped on the edge of his finger was dotted on the tip of Kurt’s nose causing Blaine to erupt in a mischievous laugh. “I’m sorry–okay I’m not. Uh–boop?”
Tina leaned back on her arms and looked up at the rafters and didn’t speak for a few moments. “It’s not that, It’s just…….some habits are hard to break. You know what the club is like, someone has to get talked over and that usually was me.” It was one of the reasons she had gotten upset with Mike because he didn’t listen to her, just talked over her until she backed down. “I do know that Blaine and I’ll do better. If I could thank the glee club for one thing, it would be for meeting you.” She was curious about what the other thing was so she looked at him and waited. The comment about Rachel made her chuckle lightly. “Alright, we can do that and see how it goes.” She wasn’t completely sure that it would go over well but she was willing to take the chance.
“Aww, Tina,” he pouted down at their hands toying with her knuckles by tapping them with the side of his thumb to a beat he made up. “I’m so glad I met you too. You’re amazing. Just remember you have someone who’s listening and we’re good. Thanks for trying. That’s all that matters.” Blaine felt her watching him and looked up grinning until he burst out in a quiet chuckle to echo hers. “Good. Because if there’s anyone who knows how to talk above people to get their attention that runs a close second to Miss Berry? You’re looking at him,” he huffed with a playful roll of his eyes, “I think people sometimes forget how good I am at that. Not that I’ve been trying hard lately.” But that was for his own reasons. Most of which were glaringly obvious since Kurt and he broke up to anyone who knew him. “It’ll work. There’s no other option. Not for my girl. My head’s back in the game and we’re going to do this. Okay?”
Okay, so guys. This means so muchto me. It’s not really about follower count, but about knowing that I was able to get here with Seb. A few of you know how much I struggled with him as a muse from the very first time I played him. And I’m just so thankful and glad that despite having a somewhat different take on him, you guys still want to play with us, and read our threads and stick around. So just. THANK YOU, for having made it POSSIBLE for me to actually become confident on my Seb portrayal. And for all the support, love and friendship a lot of you guys give me. Know that I appreciate each one of you. And that I’m astounded by your kindness a lot of the time. This is our small way to try and thank you mun and muses for it.
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