blainewanderson | need to reach me?

Relax Blaine. I'm not going anywhere. I want to do stage acting in theatre, not film, well at least not yet. *He laughs.* You're gonna have to put up with me for a few more years yet.

But someone who sees you is sure to realize you are gorgeous and should have your face plastered all over a cineplex. [Blaine smiled though.] I will cherish every one of those years. Even when you leave your socks on the floor instead of remembering where the laundry basket is kept.

Blaine, you're my best friend, even if I do move away its not like we wont text each other everyday and Skype and stuff... We'll still be best friends... *He said smiling over at him.* Quit talking like I'm already moving away, I haven't even graduated yet.* The laundry room is by your room, it's a long walk from my room to the basket, the floor is just so much more convenient.

I know, but when I think about not having you every single day to play with, it makes me sad. I'm just being selfish. [Blaine shrugged.]

The floor is more convenient? How about I take all your socks, come in your room and jump up and down on your bed while throwing them at you, will that make the laundry room more convenient then? [He laughed.]

You are so silly. *He laughs.* If you dare enter my room with anything less than a full cooked homestyle breakfast in the morning, You'll be sipping your meals for at least a month. *he says with a little glare. To say Tucker isn't a morning person is an understatement.* But you should already know all this roomie.

You'll get a cold Eggo and you'll like it! [Blaine laughed.]

Yeah, I know, Mr. Grumpy Pants before 10 a.m. [He cocked his head.] What I should do is tie you to your damned headboard with your socks, then you'd remember to put them in the laundry I bet.

As long as there's syrup on it, i'd eat it. *he shrugged.*

Ooo that sounds really kinky, i thought you were coming up with ways for me to put them away, all that is doing is making me want to leave them out more. *He breathed into his ear.*

You would, eh, I probably would too, they are addictive.

[Blaine swallowed hard, patting Zeus' head as he blushed. Jesus, he was really turned on by Tucker breathing in his ear, how fucking embarrassing was that? They were in a pet store for fuck's sake.] Yeah... you say that now, but when you wake up with me straddling you... [He stopped talking, this wasn't helping him get any less turned on at all.] I have papers to sign you said?

If i woke up with you straddling me, I would probably cum on the spot. *He whispered in his ear some more, just because, and handed over the poapers, before taking Zeus.* Come on buddy, lets go find what else your other Daddy can blow his trust fund on for you. huh?

[Blaine watched them walk off, squeezing the pen so hard in his hand he left a mark on his palm. Holy fucking hell, despite his better judgement he knew for a stone cold fact he was going to jerk off to this very moment later on when he was alone in his bedroom. Stupid, stupid, stupid idea, letting sex come right between their friendship, but knowing that wasn't stopping the feelings. He signed his name on everything, walking back to the front desk, weirdly because he had a hard on that wouldn't quit, and handed the sheaf of papers to the guy at the desk who was still glaring at him. Awesome.]

*Tuck had picked up a few more items around the store and came back up to where Blaine was and smiled at the guy behind the counter flirtatiously again. He would have to leave him his number.* Ok so that's everything, I think we're ready to head home. *He grabbed the papers again and wrote his number on it and turning it back towards the guy.* If you think I've missed anything, or want to show me a thing or two, that's my number. *he says not noticing Blaine's pants problem.*

[Now the guy was all smiles, great. And Blaine was going to ignore the even bigger problem than his hard on which was the fact that he wanted to rip the papers out of the guy's hands and scribble out Tucker's number. He didn't want him calling or coming around their happy home. Even though he also wanted Tucker to be happy. His distress was enough to cool him down, so at least he had that, even if his mind and heart were turned upside down. He took Zeus' leash and attached it to his tiny collar, deliberately looking at anything but the two of them.] We should stop at the jewelry store on the way home, we can get him an engraved tag with his name and address on it.

That sounds like a great idea. -he calls per his shoulder at him, still giving all his attention to the guy in front of him, Blake, according to his nametag.-

[Blaine feels himself getting annoyed, but bites his tongue.] Yeah. Whatever. I'm going to wait outside in case he has to go to the bathroom. [Like hell he was going to watch him flirt with that dumbass guy. He could do so much better.]

-he continues to flirt with Blake and the heads outside to link arms with Blaine.- alright babe, jewelry store then home!

[Blaine glowers darkly at him, focusing on watching Zeus' tiny legs move so quickly over the sidewalk, pulling him around obstacles.] That guy...are you going to fuck him in our apartment? [He finally asks, realizing right away he sounds like a fucking jerk, but unable to stop himself.]

Uhh...huh? *He says taken aback, by Blaine's attitude.* I dunno...Maybe, depends on how the date goes, if there is a date. Didn't you think he was hot? *He asks not realizing this was why Blain was angry.*

Oh yeah, he's very hot, and fuckable, and works in a pet store with cute animals and obviously thinks you're just as hot and... [He stopped, waiting for Zeus to sniff at a mailbox.] Fine, whatever, do whatever you want, Tucker. It's your life. I don't care. [He said petulantly.]

Hey! What the fuck is your problem Blaine. *he says putting his hands on his hips standing in front of him, blocking his view from Zeus.*

[Blaine scowled at him.] Nothing. I just... [He shook his head, he had no words for what he was feeling. Pathological jealousy, which was ridiculous, Tucker wasn't his, not beyond room-mate and friend.] It's fine, fuck who you want, I don't care.

Move.

No. -he says raising an eyebrow at him.- what is your deal? Your mood just did a complete 180

I am not talking about this, Tucker. You don't get free access to my thoughts, you aren't my boyfriend. [He pushed the leash into Tucker's hand and turned on his heels, heading off in the opposite direction.]

Hey! Do not turn your back to me asshole! I've never done that to you! Get back here and tell me why your acting like I broke your dildo! He yelled causing a couple of people to scoff at the vulgarity.-

[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.]

-tucker just held him as he sobbed rubbing his back and whispering soothing words. Zeus seemed to realize what was going on and rubbed up next to him as if offering him support.-

Ok. I won't go on a date with him.

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