dave.

Maybe things weren’t idealic for either of them. Maybe they weren’t exactly the best couple, considering how they both had problems emotionally and were both trying to move on from what happened to them.  Still he was happy for the fact that they were able to be with each other, to be able to heal together. He enjoyed the feeling of Blaine, around him. He gasped softly when he felt the small kiss on his cheek. He pulled away quickly, but leaned back in, brushing his own lips against Blaine’s cheek, despite wanting to kiss the other on the lips.”I think we will have fun. I mean I think we will, I hope we will. I plan on enjoying time with you,” he paused, staring at the other for a moment, until he realized that they were racing. Gasping, he ran off behind Blaine, eagerly racing behind him. “Gas is full, but I’ll take you up on that,” he hummed, reaching the car, probably at the same time as his boyfriend.

Blaine might’ve beat Dave to the passenger side door–with his head start and a stroke of luck–if it weren’t for the fact that hearing Dave’s surprised gasp when the challenge sank in and his quick attempt to catch up didn’t have Blaine cracking up halfway there.  He kept laughing as he yanked open the door and fell inside the car rather ungracefully.  Leaning on his elbow against the console and turning onto a one knee kneel on his car seat–Blaine pushed a palm on Dave’s driver’s side spot so he could preen his charmingly devilish grin up at his boyfriend.  And claim the empty cushion his own.  AKA: Play Unfair?  Nah!  Not him!  Sure, he was almost leaning out the window to pull the desired amount of playful snark off but it was worth entrusting Dave not to open it out of spite and send him falling face first onto the cobblestone driveway.  “I changed the rules.  It’s the first one with their rear in a seat,” another broad grin was shot up to him a mere head tilt before Blaine was back to his own seat waiting for Dave to get in and get them out of Ohio.