[Blaine turned around, shushing him rather uselessly, he was ten feet away and Tucker had already yelled out.] Tucker, shut the hell up! [He said in a sotto voice, coming up close enough to kiss him though that was the last thing he wanted to do right this second.] I don't want you to date him, okay? I want you. I want you to be mine. I want you to be my best friend and my boyfriend and my everything. I don't want to be alone in my bed every night without you. And I can't. We can't. Because it would ruin everything between us, and everything is good, or was good, and I'm fucking it up right now because of wanting more. Which only proves why I can't and won't. And I'm sorry, I suck for doing this to you, I'm a jerk. You can be as mad at me as you want. I deserve it. [He sobbed, feeling ridiculous having this emotional breakdown right on the street.]