send in a ❣ for a random kiss.
(roll, 12: a sad/crying kiss)
“I can’t do this anymore.” The Warbler blurted out into the quiet that fell between them. He’d been tracing the pattern in the formica of Puck’s countertop for what felt like forever. Blaine’s heart froze the second he heard himself say what he was thinking. It was meant to be bottled up and ignored. Like most things were with his feelings towards Puck and what they were doing lately.
Whatever you wanted to call it. Whatever it was or wasn’t? He was just done feeling the way he did every time he drove back to Westerville and returned to his life. While Puck returned to his. Both of them continuing for yet another week with short texts and barely there conversation like Puck was afraid one of his friends might magically see the words he was reading in their head and his entire image would be ruined.
“I can’t keep being the reason why you feel so confused. I can’t keep putting you through this. We need to stop. Not everything. But what we’re doing that friends don’t do? Puck, you need to sort things out. Learn yourself. I can help you with that but I can’t keep making it harder for you.” Inching up, Blaine’s lps found Puck’s in a kiss that wasn’t a goodbye but a pause button he knew he had to push. Soft and sweet, it lingered like Blaine was making sure he’d remember that feeling for as long as it took. Maybe forever.
A rock of heartache formed in his throat, long lashes dipped down to hide his gaze as he aimed it at the floor. “I’m sorry. I should go.”
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