duran.

“I get it,” Duran said quietly. He didn’t have anyone he cared about personally, but he could see how others acted around their significant others, and he supported their right to be with each other. “I’m gay too,” he added. It wasn’t an important detail, and he wondered why he even had to bring it up. Maybe it was time to change the subject. “So, you don’t want to talk about Dalton.” Duran could let that go. Maybe eventually Blaine would open up about how he felt, and Duran would always be willing to listen. “Tell me more about yourself though. About how you like McKinley, your friends there, or what their glee club is like. I hear you don’t even have to sing there, or something. I don’t know how those clubs even work. I’ve never sang before.” He grinned nervously. “I mean, I sing in the shower, and I’ve heard I talk in my sleep, but enough about me. We’re talking about you right now.” He was definitely babbling now. With a nervous chuckle, Duran pressed his lips together, deciding to let Blaine speak. As far as Duran knew, Blaine was in a relationship, and he wasn’t going to fling himself at the first gay man who showed even a friendly interest in him.

Blaine scooted his chair towards the table giving Duran his full attention now that he decided to stick around.  The guy seemed interesting and it felt good to be sitting with someone from Dalton–even if they’d only just met. He tried to place his face among the many in the hallways wondering if Duran would soon ring a bell whiel they talked.  Fingers slotted themselves against the insides of his elbows that were bent on the tabletop and he laughed softly at the blurted out ‘I’m gay too’.  His company seemed to instantly want to change the subject giving Blaine only enough time to raise his brows and go to say something but stutter his lips closed instead. Duran’s interest in him puzzled him but it was endearing that he seemed to want to know so much about someone who abandoned Dalton in favor of McKinley and the boy he loved.  “I–ah–well–.”  How was he supposed to sum it up and not ramble/hog the conversation?  “McKinley’s great.  I knew my friends a little through Kurt before I transferred but it’s nice getting to know them better.  They’re good people.  A little dramatic,” he flashed a devilish grin, “but underneath–they care about each other.”  The Warblers might not be so–over the top–as the New Directions but they weren’t without their share of dramatics.  What performance group was?  “I’m just glad they–never mind.  That’s a whole world of information I’m sure you don’t want to hear.”  He breezed onto something else.  Duran brought up a point he had yet to think over. “You don’t have to sing–no–now that I think about it there are a couple people there who rarely utter a word.”  Mike Chang being the one to instantly come to mind.  Why was that?  “We don’t have to keep talking about me–you know?  This conversation can go two ways.”