Jeremy gave a slight roll of his eyes. "Because the guy has an eating disorder and likes to stick his fingers down his throat, it automatically makes him a bad person unworthy of Blaine's attentions, does it? Maybe he's actually a really nice dude that's just lost and lacking any confidence in himself... which is more than anyone can say for you, asswipe. The big deal is that Blaine has feelings for him. That's all that matter. Maybe Blaine fucking likes Louis Vuitton?"

He pointed at his brother, though. "What he said, though. It's dangerous ground here. Blaine's heart, and that's not something any of us have really dealt with before. It better be, like, the Holy Grail of ideas, dude," he stated with nod for emphasis. "Blaine might actually want us all to GTFO of his business. How was he with you after it all went down? Was he listening, was he talking?"