duran.

“Oh, well, if that’s the case,” Duran said, giving Blaine a lopsided smirk, “Then how about we go out to dinner and dessert sometime soon?” He’d already gotten the yes, now they just needed to actually plan it. “I’d love your number as well. I’ll also give you mine.”

“Here.  Send yourself a text and I’ll have it,” Blaine dug his phone from his pocket and typed in the password before handing it over.  His hand was shaking and he didn’t notice it until the phone trembled against his fingertips. Great. Only mild embarrassment!  A tad!  Nothing overly humiliating?!  “How about this weekend?  If you’ll be around.  I’m not sure if you go home to visit or not.  But if you don’t?  I’m doing absolutely nothing tomorrow?”