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slidingmoments2012-01-28 01:43 am
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"Mr Mysterious has got me so serious, now I'm delirious."
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rockstarwarbler and jewhawk
What: Where everything could be about to change
Where: Anderpuck Bachelor Pad
When: Early morning after THIS
Rating: Likely to be high with this pair
Blaine woke up quickly, disoriented as to where he was. He fumbled around blindly for a minute, feeling his legs get caught up in a blanket wrapped around them and even then, he wasn't exactly sure where he was at first. It took a couple more minutes to wake up a little more, peering around through a sleepy-scrunched face and discovering he was on the sofa in the living of the apartment he shared with Puck, and he couldn't even remember falling asleep here. Light was trickling in through the edges of the blinds, and when Blaine put a hand up to rub at his face, a slip of paper stuck to his palm. It was a yellow post-it note and it must have been stuck to his forehead. With a a small, snuffled groan at being awake, he put the post-it up to his face so he could read it, expecting it to be from Puck... only it very much wasn't.
I had to head home, early start in the morning, but you were sound asleep after those pills you took kicked in. I got the pillows and blanket from the cupboard in the hall, I hope that's okay. Feel better, and keep up the fluids.
- K
There were a few groggy blinks as Blaine read over the scrawling neat writing on the note, and then looked at the blanket wrapped around him, followed by the couple of pillows nestled behind him. Kurt did this? It slowly trickled back to Blaine what went down before he had taken his migraine medication. After the grocery store, they went to Walgreen's and then got a cab to go back to Blaine and Puck's apartment. He had to get the poor driver to pull over on the side of the road when the migraine took his hold and made him sick. He really couldn't believe that it was his turn to have a crap day, and Kurt was really sweet about it rather tan getting grossed out. He helped Blaine up to the apartment to lie down on the sofa, and it all got a little hazy after that for Blaine.
"Jeezus," he mumbled to himself as he pocketed the post-it and then untangled himself from the blankets to get up. It was just when he was feeling his way up the hall to the bathroom that Puck came out of the kitchen with a freshly brewed coffee in hand, and Blaine just grunted at him in greeting before he went into the bathroom for an urgent pee. He had to have been asleep for over twelve hours if it was morning, not all that uncommon when his pills stayed in him long enough to work. He shuffled back out of the bathroom with a yawn once he was done and peered at Puck's coffee with a scrunch of his nose. "Never mention condoms to me again," he said through a yawn and made his way into the kitchen.
rockstarwarbler and jewhawkWhat: Where everything could be about to change
Where: Anderpuck Bachelor Pad
When: Early morning after THIS
Rating: Likely to be high with this pair
Blaine woke up quickly, disoriented as to where he was. He fumbled around blindly for a minute, feeling his legs get caught up in a blanket wrapped around them and even then, he wasn't exactly sure where he was at first. It took a couple more minutes to wake up a little more, peering around through a sleepy-scrunched face and discovering he was on the sofa in the living of the apartment he shared with Puck, and he couldn't even remember falling asleep here. Light was trickling in through the edges of the blinds, and when Blaine put a hand up to rub at his face, a slip of paper stuck to his palm. It was a yellow post-it note and it must have been stuck to his forehead. With a a small, snuffled groan at being awake, he put the post-it up to his face so he could read it, expecting it to be from Puck... only it very much wasn't.
I had to head home, early start in the morning, but you were sound asleep after those pills you took kicked in. I got the pillows and blanket from the cupboard in the hall, I hope that's okay. Feel better, and keep up the fluids.
- K
There were a few groggy blinks as Blaine read over the scrawling neat writing on the note, and then looked at the blanket wrapped around him, followed by the couple of pillows nestled behind him. Kurt did this? It slowly trickled back to Blaine what went down before he had taken his migraine medication. After the grocery store, they went to Walgreen's and then got a cab to go back to Blaine and Puck's apartment. He had to get the poor driver to pull over on the side of the road when the migraine took his hold and made him sick. He really couldn't believe that it was his turn to have a crap day, and Kurt was really sweet about it rather tan getting grossed out. He helped Blaine up to the apartment to lie down on the sofa, and it all got a little hazy after that for Blaine.
"Jeezus," he mumbled to himself as he pocketed the post-it and then untangled himself from the blankets to get up. It was just when he was feeling his way up the hall to the bathroom that Puck came out of the kitchen with a freshly brewed coffee in hand, and Blaine just grunted at him in greeting before he went into the bathroom for an urgent pee. He had to have been asleep for over twelve hours if it was morning, not all that uncommon when his pills stayed in him long enough to work. He shuffled back out of the bathroom with a yawn once he was done and peered at Puck's coffee with a scrunch of his nose. "Never mention condoms to me again," he said through a yawn and made his way into the kitchen.
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"Listen," Puck explained. "Dude, Kurt makes you happy... You guys barely know each other, and he already makes you this happy... I'm not gonna fuck that up for you. You're my bro, and you've wanted somebody like this for so long. There is no way in hell that I'd go picking old fights back up again when this is going well for you." He moved so that he could put his arm around Blaine's shoulder tightly. "I know, dude. But hey... If you weren't nervous, I'd be kinda surprised."
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"You know what? I'm not going to worry. I'm just going to let this play out and try not to overanalyse it. I do that too much and I don't want to make assumptions about him. That's not fair. You're right. He does make me happy. I've never felt like this about anyone. It's not even just happy. It's... something else I haven't figured out yet. All I know is he gives me huge butterflies in my stomach, and I can't stop wanting to smile when he's in the same room as me. That's never happened before, and I like it. So, I'm not going to worry. This is me not worrying. This is me going to take a shower... a long shower..." he had to add hastily and sheepishly. Just because he was willing to wait on the sex front to see how it played out didn't mean he wasn't thinking about it. He had been thinking about it since the first moment he got a clear view of Kurt's ass.
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"Sounds like the best plan to me, dude. You can't work with what ifs... You can only work with what you know, and right now, that ain't much, so take your time and find out, you know?" He couldn't help the smirk on his face when Blaine indicated he might need extended time in the shower this morning. "Use conditioner, dude," Puck said, lightly shoving Blaine's shoulder. "Don't want any chafing."