barry.

Barry was not okay. The first thought that had
popped into his head before he had raced off
to stop it from escalated was ‘someone else I
care about is going to die’. That was his first
thought, and until now that he felt the other wrap
those arms around him, and kept him close. He
was able to relax, to see that Blaine was in one
piece, that he was okay, that he was living, and
breathing. he was okay. “I understand, believe me
I totally get it, it’s just who you are,” he held the
shorter tighter. “But be careful, just, just think before
you do anything. If something happened to you, I  
don’t, I can’t, I’m really sure how I would handle that.”
So in short, no he wasn’t okay about what had
happened. But he was glad about Blaine being
here; breathing.

“I don’t plan on repeating it..so I promise I’ll be
careful,” he sighed softly and pressed a kiss to
Barry’s head.  Guilt wiggled into his stomach and
a deep frown tugged on the edges of his mouth.
There wasn’t anything else he could have done.
His gut instinct was to jump in.  No one else did
doing anything to help.  Whether or not that was
the smartest thing to do was up in the air.  Probably
leaning towards it not being very bright.  But he
couldn’t help it.  Putting Barry through any kind of
worry felt awful and Blaine wished he never found
out given how upset he was. Nuzzling down into
the curve of Barry’s shoulder and neck, his breath
ran warm across pale skin as he quietly reassured
him, “Put that thought out of your mind.  Nothing
will happen to me.  Ever.  I promise.”