there’s a single moment of hesitation ( he seriously thinks about grabbing his dalton blazer and bolting the hell out of there ) , but this was blaine he was talking to , blaine who would let him down easy if he had to . “ are you still seeing that uh … was he a GAP employee ? ‘cause i was wondering if you would be up for going somewhere with me this saturday .”
The end of Sam’s question has yet to sink in as the fact that he’s had zero contact from Jeremiah comes to mind. However he messed up? Getting it right wasn’t possible without a call back. He’s had a couple ideas but no real means to carry them out. Or nerve. “That guy? I’m not so sure he was as into me as I thought.” But he can be honest with Sam. “I guess maybe it’s not—.” Hang on. Did Sam ask him out? Blaine stops abruptly and meets his eyes. His volume drops but the heat on his face rises. Significantly. “I–well. I mean.. Yeah.” Double blink. Stumbling for words only proves he’s an idiot and he rushes to catch the chance before it goes away because his tongue refuses to cooperate. “Yes. Make that yes! A surprised one but definitely…yes.” How’d breathing get so suddenly difficult? Cause what is air?
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