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“As long as you need. I mean I’ve got some obligations while I’m in town but I’ve got no plans tonight and we can meet up again if you want- and you have my number anyway so..”
As Blaine rounds back to the brief mention of his father, Barry almost winces. He was used to the looks, the apologies that came with the story. “My uh, my mom was murdered when I was young, and he was arrested for it but it wasn’t him. No one believes the kid after they’re around for something like that though because of the shock.” He says with a shrug. “He’s out now, but..Yeah that was a big part of it. Besides being a nerd I was also the kid with the crazy dad so school was horrible back home, and the only one who believed me was my foster sister, Iris, and then I actually fought the bullies a few times and got in trouble for it and my foster dad’s relatives in Ohio offered to help out.” He was rambling- offering more answers than were asked for but given the circumstance Barry actually felt that it was okay. The more context Blaine had the easier it would be to understand, he hoped. Still, he stops himself with a simple, “So um.. Yeah.”
Blaine cringed inwardly when Barry explained the main reason why everything fell apart in his life that ultimately ended up with him being in Westerville, Ohio. He didn’t mean to strike such a tender chord. Then again, what could he really expect? In hindsight, no one ends up hiding out with a foster family and reinventing themselves completely over something small. Classic open mouth, insert shoe moment. Good one, Blaine. “I know this is going to sound all sorts of cliche. But. I really am sorry that you went through something so awful.. No one deserves that,” he shook his head and thumbed at a streak of condensation trickling down the side of his glass, “Especially not you.”
Wanting to try and offer Se–Barry a way out of such a hurtful topic, a soft nudge of elbow to elbow leaned Blaine a bit closer. A caring smile warmed his features. “It does explain so many unsolved mysteries I’ve wondered about here and there. So? There’s that. Okay. It doesn’t solve them. Honestly, it makes more spring up now that I think about it..but they are ones that revolve around the real you.” Blaine shrugged and finished off his drink, nudging the glass towards the bartender to signal for another right after. “So, if I have time..like you said…there are some babysteps towards getting to know you, Barry. Which I’d love to do if the offer is still open. I mean..you know me. Or me back in Ohio. Maybe we could get to know one another again..?”