duran.

“I think that’s a deal I could agree to,” Duran said, unable to stop grinning. “I could, in theory, give you a call later on with a restaurant picked out.” He wanted to make a good impression on his fellow student, so to Duran, location meant everything.

Blaine felt his cheeks getting hotter and inwardly begged for them to stop.  It was just a theoretical situation.  Dinner.  Not a date–right?  The word wasn’t specifically used. Dinner and dessert.  Nothing to blush over.  Yet.  Here he was growing increasingly redder by the minute. “I’d even give you my number so we can plan it out better.  You know–if you want it for real instead of in theory. Totally up to you.  Since we’re only tossing ‘hypothetical ideas’ around.”