❛ His name is Jacob. We are very much in love and exclusive. ❜ Wholly unfazed by this sudden change in the other teenager’s attitude, pale hands provided a lazy gesture of their own before crossing both arms in defiance, teeth sunken down into his lower lip and looking positively alarmed upon the other male’s prompt insistence on already leaving. He didn’t normally find much use for petty little lies. In fact, being so well attuned to Sue Sylvester’s masterful personality, Kurt typically muchpreferred to avoid them. And yet, in that moment, something inside him pulled him into the complete opposite direction. Like gravity to a car wreck just about waiting to happen.
❛ Shouldn’t you be waiting for your coffee order? ❜
“I’m sure Jacob is a great guy. Are you sure you should be talking to me so much then?” Blaine’s gaze drifted over Kurt’s shoulder towards the pit of vipers dressed in the red, white and black colors of McKinley he liked to associate himself with. He smirked as he leaned in close, scrunching his nose and cupping his hand against the corner of his mouth like he was shielding a very important secret away from their prying eyes and, no doubt, would-be eavesdropping ears if they were close enough. “Rumors might get started, you know? I think with your circle? They’d be out of control in no time.” A conspiratorial wink later, Blaine stepped back into his own bubble of space. Amusement twinkled in hazel eyes.
“I would be if I had the chance to give my order. Why? Was that a hint? Would you like one? Mister Non-Fat Mocha with the emphasis on the NON-FAT.” Now all he could do was wait for Kurt’s reaction to the offer, not realizing the depth of what he just implied with the question.
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