"Brothers gonna work it out."

[theundapperone.livejournal.com]

Who: theundapperone, jewhawk and dapperdevious (post order)
What: Bro back-up, stat!
Where: Puck and Blaine's bachelor pad, Miami
When: After THIS
Rating: Probably high

Some days, it was still a little strange that Blaine was Sebastian and Jeremy's stepbrother. He and Sebastian went to Dalton Academy together whilst Jeremy saw out his high school days in a public school, but it was in their junior year that their State's Attorney father met Blaine's newly divorced mother and fell for her. It wasn't long before they got married, and all the boys became stepbrothers. It took a lot of getting used to and was more weird for Sebastian and Blaine than anything else, but they ended up rocking it and became close even if the twins went to study in France together after school.

Now they were back on American soil, and right at the best time, apparently. They had just touched down at Miami Airport when Puck's text came through that Blaine's new (and first) relationship had just crashed and burned. The twins knew Puck from school and those times he came with Blaine to family things, so they were all good mates. It only made sense they would rally at this time to try to figure out how the fuck they could protect Blaine right... but maybe they couldn't.

Jeremy came back into the kitchen and sat down at the table with Sebastian and Puck. "He's asleep. I don't know how long he'll stay like that, but I losing that much snot must have exhausted him," he said sympathetically. "Dude, that the hell happened?" he asked Puck in concern.

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[dapperdevious.livejournal.com]

Sebastian finally decided to surrender on the conversation. "We could sit here all night debating the good, the bad and the ugly of this entire things, but we're going to just end up going around in circles. Bottom line is, Blaine in there bawling his fucking eyes out, devastated as all holy fuck, and Kurt is... somewhere else not there with Blaine. That was Kurt's choice, and he dealt with it in an extremely fucking shitty way. If he was just honest with Blaine, the dude wouldn't be this hurt right now. So yeah, I'm bitter about that. Blaine's our brother and he laid his heart on the line for this dude, only to get it smooshed into a million pieces."

"But it's late, and I'm as jetlagged as all fuck, so I'm hitting the sack. All we can do is see how he is in the morning and try to help him figure shit out if he wants us to." He pushed back from the table and got up, giving them both a wave. "Night. Get some sleep, Germ. I know you. You can't stay up all night worrying," he said before exiting, pausing only to ruffle his twin's hair affectionately as he did.

[theundapperone.livejournal.com]

Jeremy gave a small, soft wry snort, but gave his brother a bit of a fond nudge as he left the table in response. He watched Sebastian leave the room and then sighed, rubbing both hands over his face. He was exhausted too. He was never the sort to sleep very well on a plane and the jetlag was beginning to set in for him too. He just wasn't sure how well he would sleep knowing Blaine was in there miserable, but Blaine had cried himself to sleep, so maybe that was a sign to try and get some shut-eye too.

He gave a tiny, tired groan. "What a mess," he murmured with a sigh and rested his hands back down on the tabletop. "I might just go check on Blaine again to make sure he's okay, and then grab a shower. I can't say I'm all that optimistic on sleep happening after all this, but maybe we all need to try and get some rest?"

[jewhawk.livejournal.com]

The fact of it was, Kurt really had dealt with things in the wrong way, and had really hurt Blaine, but could he be totally blamed for it if he was ill? Puck really wasn't entirely sure, but like the twins, he was exhausted, too. Only, from the stress of the day, not from jet lag. He nodded at both brothers, slowly pushing himself up from the table and giving Jez a brief bro-hug. "Sucks this is the way it's going, man, but it's good to see you and Seb just the same," he said.

Quietly, he gave a nod of agreement. "Goodnight, dude. See you tomorrow," he murmured before shuffling off to his own room.