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          “WELL, I’M NOT LOOKING to get myself into any trouble, so i’m probably gonna have to run it by her.” finn played along with the joke, offering a fleeting little smile. his gaze returned to the floor, though, elbows resting on his knees as he hunched forward in his chair. “i’m just stuck with this one, i guess. i don’t even know where to start, and… this kinda stuff usually comes easier to me, i guess.” he exhaled, knowing external stress was affecting his performance in glee club, though that wasn’t anything he wanted to unload on blaine. “maybe i’ll sit this week out, just do whatever group thing mr. schue puts together for us.” he’d had a headache every day of the week from getting all worked up over the end of high school, and he’d been retreating to his bedroom whenever he was home to try and nap it off to no avail. finn didn’t feel like exerting the extra brain power.

Rocking in his seat while slowly shaking his head, Blaine jutted out his bottom lip in a noooo way pout before his flimsy composure broke and he burst into a chuckle.  Arms crossed loosely over his chest relaxed to reach over and give Finn’s wrist a squeeze followed with a pat.  “You’re doing fine.  There’s a lot on everyone’s mind.  It’s not worth you sitting out, though.  We’re going to get this.  Together.  I promise.  You know one day,” he retracted his hand and used it to point towards Finn, wrist curled up and his pointer bobbing to stress his point, “you and I?  We’re going to be in-laws. Someday.  We got to stick together and help each other.  Yeah?”  

Dropping his hand to rest on the opposite forearm, a crinkle of thought formed between dark brows.  Did he have his own worries about what graduation was doing to them?  To him and Kurt?  Yeah.  But Finn didn’t need his problems either.  One year.  They only had to make it through one year.  His smile returned and he inched closer to peer down at Finn’s writing.  “You know you can always talk to me?  No matter what right?  Also, what is written under that band name you crossed out?”

Blaine’s teeth worried against his bottom lip as he slouched down in his chair and gave Finn a tilt of his head.  “Sure.  I can do that.  What are we looking at here?  Are you going to do this yourself?  Or pitch it to Rachel?  Because those are two different situations.”  A smile followed his playful tease at poor Rachel’s expense.  But?  No one could argue that logic?  Come at Rachel unprepared?  And you were going to head right for disaster.  In the best sort of way, of course.  Right?  Right.  Or that would be his story if asked.  One that he’d stick to until his last breath.  Either way?  This was a better distraction than stewing in his thoughts all night.  Finn could always be relied upon for a distraction to get out of his head for a while.  Something he was infinitely grateful for.

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          “um…” finn’s gaze fixated somewhere to the left of blaine, eyes getting slightly wider in thought as his eyebrows crinkled a bit. “well, maybe we start small. like… maybe you could gimme a second opinion on this glee assignment         his expression relaxed and raised a bit as the mental lightbulb flicked on.          for starters, before we start tackling, y’know, world peace, or something.”