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Have anyone mentioned how perfect your ass is in those pants?’

Just like poof!!  In the blink of an eye, the sassy retort he was about to give Connor was ripped right out of his mouth.  The Warbler stopped mid-attempt to stand up with his mouth open and an owlish stare towards Trent who stumbled away from his slight eavesdropping glowing more red than the crimson washing over Blaine’s nose and cheeks.  Trying to gain some of his composure back, Blaine palmed the gaping expression off his face and shot Connor a flustered smile that was his attempt at a grin.  So close, yet so far.  

“I don’t think anyone but you…and maybe Sebastian with his overt hints that aren’t really hints at all..has the nerve to pull that off.  You’re impossible.  You know that.  Right?”