elliott.

Elliott smiled right back at Blaine, looking down at him and entwining their fingers. He just felt so lucky right now, to have Blaine in his life and like this – it was…well, it was just perfect. 

“I…Yeah, I suppose.” Elliott was clearly still struggling with accepting that idea, he hated how similar the feeling was to being that closeted teen, or that boyfriend people were disappointing to say they were dating, or that guy people laughed at, or – NO. 

Elliott took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down before his thoughts got out of hand, pressing his cheek against the top of Blaine’s head for a moment, grounding himself. 

“Yeah. Yeah, we do.” 

“Yeah..”  Dragging the tips of his fingers back and forth over the back of Elliott’s hand that he held, Blaine smiled and let a soft of calm quiet settle between them.  It was a nice break from the instant worry that the kiss they shared earlier seemed to throw Elliott into.  

He didn’t mean for something that was supposed to feel good, something that just happened because they’d been lured into one another, to turn into a pathway to fret over every detail of the future.  

Blaine spent years thinking about the FUTURE.  When so much of it went wrong so fast that he was still trying to get the last of the ache from whiplash to go away.  All he wanted to do was think about the now.  As strange as it felt for him after so long of not, this–THIS was nice.

Closing his eyes as he felt Elliott’s cheek against the top of his head, his caress disappeared only to dance along blindly along Elliott’s neck letting that silence linger until he interrupted it softly, “So.  How about dinner in?  I can order food and we can watch mind numbing movies?”