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@big-city-blaine
Stupid bookcase dust.
I’ll pick up some stuff for colds after cheerleading practice today, okay? If it gets really bad, try to find some tea. Think you’ll be okay until then?
Thanks baby. I'll sure i'll manage until 3. Besides, Mrs Lincoln is here, so no doubt she'll try and fill me up with tea and biscuts.
Stupid bookcase dust.
Oh dear, how ever will we fix it?
Considering the seriousness of the case, i'd say a hell of a lot of cuddling tonight.
Stupid bookcase dust.
Whatever you say, B. So how are you and virgin boy? I haven’t spoken to Henry in a while.
Virgin boy, lord Q. We fanastic though, thank you for asking.
Stupid bookcase dust.
I can make you some soup? It’s magical it’ll make you better!
Well, maybe for later. I still have 4 hours of work left today.
TGIF || BLENRY
Well you’ll have to play your cards right then, baby. Henry fondly shook his head at his boyfriend’s last reply to him and hopped into his truck, turning over the engine and driving out the student parking lot at NYU and drove to Blaine’s work place. As he drove, he simultaneously kept his eye on the road and his eye on the wallet he took out and was checking. He had to make sure that he had enough money in there so that Blaine could get whatever he wanted at Waffle House.
Finally, he arrived, parking his car and sending a quick text to Blaine saying that he was there. Afterwards, he got out of his car and walked into the bookstore, looking around for Blaine.
The bookshop had been exceedingly quiet, probably thanks to the snow and ice currently covering the New York streets. He'd spent the entire day clock-watching and fingering through several books, but had found himself bored of each of them by the third chapter and have shoved them all aside, leaving them stacked up by the cash register. He was currently chuckling the app core that had been his dinner an hour ago from hand to hand, waiting for the clock to say it was 5pm.
He hadn't heard his phone alert him of the text, and jumped when the bell above the door rang, dropping the app core onto the dusty floor and almost toppling backwards off of the stool was perhing on behind the counter. "Jesus, you scared the hell out of me!", he said with a smile, standing up and moving around to give him a quick peck. He checked his watch, shrugging to himself and pulling his keys out of his pocket. Emptying the cash register and placing the money in the safe, he took Henry's hand, leading him back out the door. "No one is going to show up within the last 5 minutes of open hours".
Stupid bookcase dust.
Are you gonna be okay Blaine?
Oh, of course love. It's just a cold.
Stupid bookcase dust.
Your immune system is like Quinton’s. Alarmingly horrid and gross. I’m on my way to work, I can drop off some cold medicine if you want.
Well it should not be, as I am not 4. Eh, i'll live, i'll just kick my roommate out of the bathroom and relax in the tub when I finish for the day..
Stupid bookcase dust.
Poor Bumble Bee.
Indeed. It could even be Bai deficiency.
Stupid bookcase dust.
Aww, babe. Maybe you should find a different job?
Taking into consideration the coughing fit that began ton ensue 5 minutes ago, i'm thinking it's not the dust.
Stupid bookcase dust.
I can't stop sneezing and it's driving me crazy. Either that, or i'm getting a cold. Again.
I’m pretty sure he does that without you bribing him, B.
This is true. However, you are taking the fun out of it.
Hmmmm….You’ve got yourself a deal, babe! But only if I get kisses.
Well you'll have to play your cards right then, baby.
Oh yeah? Really? You come do my calculus homework then, B.
Sorry lovely lady, but i'm bribing my boyfriend into feeding me.
Blllaaaaaaineeee. I’m sorry I didn’t come see you at work today. Forgive me?
You could make it up to be by taking me to the 24 hour waffle house.
I refuse to do this awful thing called homework.
Oh come on, i'm sure it's not that bad.
Who has two thumbs and just slept for 6 hours? This guy right here.
Well, that explains why the bookstore has been so boring today.
HC || CURRENT BLAINE
Blaine is currently a student at NYADA where he lives in the dorms and rooms with a guy called Joseph but often spends nights with Henry. He attends college 3 and a half days a week and works part time in a small book store in Manhattan.
He is now over his self harm issues and about 70% of his scars have faded. He's self conscious about the ones he has, but tries not to think about it.
He still has some issues with food, his weight bordering on the line of underweight and healthy, but he isn't near as bad as he was in high school.
Rather than gelling back his hair completely, he styles his curls to make them look sleek and styled. He also still wears his glasses.
