Remy just chuckled as the other stumbled over his various excuses for possibly being in the loft while he was gone. His eyebrows arching up for a moment as the other hung his head and chose instead to reset the entire conversation. Remy’s bright eyes dancing even as they met the others. “Pleasure to meet you too Blaine.” His eyes flicked down to the various paint smears over his hands and clothes. “This is nothing, you should see me after an entire weekend of work. I look like some freaky 70′s alien from Star Trek with so many colours on me.” He teased, laughter edging though his voice as reached up a hand to brush it though his bright long pink hair. There’s a hum as Remy walked closer, his finger tapping against his lips as he considered spilling what Sebastian had said about the boy in front of him. “You sure you want to know? Killer” Somehow the pink haired boy had done a picture perfect impression of his brother. The word rolling off his tongue in the same dark sexual way that Sebastian had perfected.
Laughter rang between them and Blaine felt his face grow hotter as he wondered what exactly Sebastian said to Remy that created the hum he heard drawing nearer. Blaine saw Remy’s feet come into view first–hazel eyes having been trained to stare at the floor until that moment in Blaine’s attempt to veil the pinkish tint spreading over the bridge of his nose that the heat on his skin intensifying hinted was only growing worse.. ‘Killer’. The way the name purred off Remy’s tongue in a voice that was so, so familiar. Oddly so. Being that it was coming from a different person made a shiver dance up Blaine’s spine and the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. “Well, I guess it’s safe to assume he’s clued you in on his petname. Which I have no idea where he got that from,” his voice was far too breathless and quiet for his liking. No matter how many times he heard that particular favorite name Sebastian gave him? The reaction never dulled or failed to make his pulse leap. Involuntarily or not. Blaine attempted to clear his throat and catch his breath without trying to be too obvious. Did it work? Who knew? Though he did hold Remy’s eyes and even scoffed out a half-joke surprisingly. “I can safely say that no matter what Sebastian said? Chances are–and you know this as well as I do–it might be grossly overstated. But,” he laughed fully this time and a curious twinkle began to dance in his eyes. “Sure. I’d love to hear. I’ll be the judge if I regret it or not after you indulge me. Fair enough?”
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