@ofscarllet said: 

hurt meme. aka bring on the pain

“Long enough for the bottle of break at the worst time,” Blaine couldn’t meet Barry’s gaze anymore and settled for meticulously picking at the sofa cushion.  If he wasn’t careful?  He’d tear a hole in it before long with how badly he was battering the poor thing. “Months?  Months, I guess. I mean–what am I supposed to do? I don’t even know what we are.”  And it was true. When it came to Barry?  He couldn’t tell where they were heading and most times it didn’t bother him because having Barry around in whatever capacity was enough. Until lately.  Lately? He found himself holding things back.  Feelings, words, himself.  Because lately has now become separated into two parts.  The parts of his day/night/whenever that had Barry in it and the parts that didn’t.

Those parts were always darker.  Because he missed him.

“I mean–what am I supposed to say?  Hey.  I have no idea what is going on with us but I’m in love with you and even if you can’t love me back?  That’s okay because I need you to know how I feel before I lose my—-oh God,” catching up to what he just said Blaine blinked and stared wide eyed up into the colors of green that were now all the shades he loved most.  “Sorry–I–um. Sorry.”  What did he just admit to?  Most importantly?  How long was it going to be before he was told what he already knew?  That he just made a big mistake.