meme continuation. @theindieflash​

Time to admit defeat.  Sleep just wasn’t going to happen.  Blaine ran his fingers through a disheveled mop of curls that were left reshaping themselves into their disarrayed state after his shower hours ago as he walked, light as possible, down the hallway towards the kitchen.  He poked at Kurt the first time he heard about Finn’s warm milk..  Lesson learned. It didn’t do the drink every time he struggled with falling asleep but _with any luck _tonight would be one of the times it did.

Standing over the stove with a pot in his hand–Blaine turned as he heard Cooper’s voice cringing when he realized he woke him up.  “Hey, Coop.  I was trying to be quiet,” he smiled guiltily as he sat the pot on the stove and went to the fridge to grab out the milk.  “I couldn’t sleep.  Every time I tried, my head started spinning.  There’s so much riding on winning tomorrow.  I don’t think I’ve ever been this nervous,” not missing a beat he went back to the stove and turned a burner on, “I was thinking that, maybe, I could find the confidence I keep telling people to have at the bottom of a warm cup of milk.  If not? Potentially sleeping might be a good trade.”  Catching himself, he pressed his lips together and bowed his head–deflating in a deep sigh.  “Sorry..  Rambling.   Would you like some?”