Finn felt terrible to say the least. He was under the impression that his dancing skills were improving and he hoped that Rachel would be the last person he would ever injury with his not so smooth moves, but it seemed that wasn’t the case. Now, he found himself crouched down at Blaine’s side, fumbling on where to put his hands, but he settled on the other male’s shoulder, assuming that he had banged it on his fall.
“I’m so sorry man.” He said, a gentle, apologetic smile on his lips as he looked down into Blaine’s eyes. “We should probably go and get you checked out, right? It was a pretty big fall your back is something you shouldn’t mess with. Uh… Can you walk?” He asked, offering his hand to help Blaine to his feet. “If not, I give a pretty awesome piggyback ride.”
Blaine heard the tales of Finn’s interesting moves from Kurt many times during stories of their past shared over dinner or random late night talks. They always got a laugh out of him because there was no way someone was that dangerous. Even if Finn was the embodiment bull in a china shop’ that was used to detail his more intricately unusual sort of moves. That said? He didn’t expect to experience just how dangerous it could be first hand. Maybe that’s because he always chalked it up to over exaggeration. There was no way someone could be that lethal.
Turns out? He was wrong to be so skeptical. Blaine leaned into the touch against his shoulder, seeking the relief from the ache it provided as he shook his head. “Not your fault. You didn’t do it on purpose. I think I can walk. Thanks.’ Tempting as a piggyback ride due to dizziness was–Blaine decided to keep what was left of his pride after defying gravity in a very not-so-graceful way and slid his hand into Finn’s letting the taller boy pull him up. A small sway later and he gripped Finn’s forearm to get his true footing. “You know? I’ve heard the stories but I never thought they were that bad,” he grinned up at him trying to make Finn feel a little less guilty for what was a total freak accident.
“OH CRAP! I’m sorry man, when I dance sometimes I accidentally injure people. I’m working on it… Are you okay?”
Getting a view of your shoes at the angle where they (and your feet) are way too high off the ground where you needed them to be isn’t how you want to start the day. Yet, that’s exactly what happened before Blaine landed hard against the stage. Instinct and quick reflexes saved his head, but his shoulder and everywhere else that slammed into the wood? Yep. That hurt. Mid-jump and Finn’s pivot introduced the much taller boy’s foot to both of Blaine’s just as he was kicking off to match the turn.
Gravity went topsy turvy! Then got it’s revenge. Painfully knocking the air out of his lungs before he gulped in another breath and blinked up at his boyfriend’s brother. “I.. Yeah. Yeah. I’m okay. Just give me a minute. Where’d you learn a leg sweep like that,” he pushed himself up onto his elbow and tried to make the other feel better by cracking a wobbly joke, “Was that martial arts..? Cause if it wasn’t? You might want to consider picking it up.”
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