maybe heaven right now is a devil or angel away

together we vow that our colours will sparkle the faith and i will find you i will reach you or i will lose my mind [RP Account]

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OOC:

Hey y'all! I've decided to step back from playing Jake for a while. I'll still be around as Jesse and active as him, of course, but there's a TON of school work coming up and sadly, I'm thinking I'll have an easier time with school if I prioritize a few things. (SIGH, bloody school) Without going out on a tangent on how much fun I've had as Jake and playing him with you guys, I'll just sum it up quickly: You're all awesome and my time as Jake has been AMAZING. 

tl:dr version: Quitting as Jake, still around as Jesse, time constraints are screwing me over. All the love my darlings <3 

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New People in Familiar Places || Jaketana

It wasn’t stalking. It really wasn’t. It was just going to the place where she worked to see if maybe she was there. It seriously wasn’t stalking. Jake had to keep telling himself that, because otherwise it felt a little bit like it. He wasn’t even sure what he was hoping for when he got there – if she was there, would she even talk to him? Things still felt rather tense between the two, after all. It made total sense, but still… and if she wasn’t there, then what? Well, no one would know him and would think he was being creepy or anything. It wasn’t like he went to that café or whatever very often, he’d only been there two times total.

Standing outside the door to the place, Jake scuffed his shoes against the pavement. It wasn’t stalking. He was hungry and/or thirsty and decided to come by, right? They were… friends, of a sort, right? He just wanted to thank her for driving away that crazy ass girl again, right? Jake let out a long sigh as he pushed the door open and took a step inside. As soon as he had, he felt like an idiot. There was no reason to come here to see whether she was working or not, seriously. If she wanted to actually talk and be friends with him again, surely she would contact him and he didn’t have to make an ass out of himself like this.

Jake had taken about five steps into the establishment, before he decided that he just wasn’t gonna do this. Deciding to turn around and leave, he did so – and immediately bumped into someone else. Jake lost his balance but caught himself on a table, quick to apologize to whoever he bumped into, “Shit, I’m sorry, I didn’t see you at all,” He said as a way of explanation as he straightened up – fuck. It was a waitress he had bumped into. Not the one he was looking for, but it felt pretty rude to just leave now. 

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On the Run || Jarley

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Marley had gone back out into the dining area to do her job. She could forget about Jake in the kitchen and she could forget about that lingering glance she knew that was thrown her way. But there were still some things that she couldn’t forget. She couldn’t forget about the fact that the girl that Jake had been with looked more like her than Kitty. She couldn’t forget about those still sometimes thoughts that would come into her head, that she would dismiss immediately because she was actually happy for once, and she didn’t want anything ruining that. All she needed to do was get through the rest of her shift, then she could go home or to Ryder’s or something, and today could just be another one of those times that she just happened to run into Jake, but nothing really happened.

And then of course, came the clattering from the kitchen. Marley jumped at first, thought she couldn’t have been the only one, before letting out a slight groan. It wasn’t that hard to just stay in a kitchen, was it? Since she was assuming that noise had come from Jake. Of course, it wasn’t exactly like she had given him anything to do, and he would probably rather be anywhere but there, but she was doing him a favor, wasn’t she? But because he was sort of her responsibility, she went back into the kitchen area and put a hand on her hip, clearing her throat to get Jake’s attention. It wasn’t exactly the easiest for Marley to be stern with someone, nevermind Jake, with that face… No, she needed to stop thinking of that. “I-I’m doing you a favor, you know,” she said, her confidence wavering a bit. “The least you could do is try and stay on the down low.”

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Jake really did his best to stand absolutely still up against the small counter on which he was leaning, his ears burning ever so slightly and really trying to look innocent when Marley stepped into the kitchen. Which, shit. He had sort of hoped nobody had heard him but of course she had. He had the grace to look down and look a little ashamed as she stood there, actually looking stern and everything. Had this happened before… before everything between them had gotten so messed up, he would’ve flashed her a bright smile and teasing her about being all stern, which, really, the thought of it made him smile. But he schooled his expression and nodded, “I’m sorry, I’ll be, uh, quiet now. I was just… lost in thoughts. But like… I really am thankful, you know.”

He raised his head to look at her, his heart skipping a beat briefly as he caught her eyes, but he looked away quickly. Fuck. Why did he have to mess it up so badly? More than anything, Jake couldn’t help but just wish they could at least talk together, be friends and joke around like they used to do, once upon a time. “She was uhm, sort of insane,” He said, unsure of what exactly to fill the brief silence with, other than an explanation of why he’d been running into the café in the first place, “So I ran. Not a… uh, proud moment but, you know… I’ll be quiet now,” he said hurriedly, making a bit show out of showing her his hands and stuffing them in his pockets, leaning up against the counter. “Just uh, come get me when she’s all gone? I’m honestly kinda scared that she’ll jump me and force me to have her children or something if I see her again.” Jake said with a small shrug, trying to sound a bit cavalier about it, although even he couldn’t hide the small amount of fear in his voice. He really didn’t want the crazy woman to find him again. 

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On the Run || Jarley

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Marley held back a snort as this girl mentioned her ‘Jakey’. She wasn’t exactly five years old, and the only person she had ever heard use that name for him was Dylan. “Yeah, no, sorry. I haven’t seen anyone that matches that description. Marley didn’t exactly like lying, but this girl clearly had a skewed idea about relationships. If someone was trying to chase them down, Marley would want someone to lie for her too.

Somehow she had managed to get the girl to go  away from the counter, but she wasn’t certain that she had actually left yet. When Jake tugged at her leg, Marley dropped her hand below the counter and waved Jake off before holding up the finger that signaled ‘wait a minute’ before leaning over the counter a bit to see if she could see the girl. When she thought that they at least had a minute she said, “stay down,” out of the corner of her mouth before walking over to the door to where the kitchen was and gently bumping it open with her backside. From her viewpoint, she did a quick scan of the restaurant before using her hand to motion for Jake to come.

After Jake had gotten into the kitchen, she backed into it, closing the door behind her. When she turned around to say something to him next, Marley ended up bumping right into him. “Oh, um, sorry.” She swallowed and looked up at him for only a moment before having to avert her gaze. Yep, that awkward tension was still there, and it didn’t exactly help that they were that close to each other. “So uh…” She cleared her throat and started again. “I’m not actually sure if she’s left or not? So… you can hang out in here if you want, I guess. If anyone asks just say that I said it was cool if you were in here. I mean, I don’t think there will be any problems as long as you don’t touch anything and the boss doesn’t see you. But I don’t think he’s actually here right now, I don’t know…” She stopped before letting out a breath. “I should uh,” she looked at Jake and put her hand on the door. “You know, probably… work.” She nodded before ducking out of the door.

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This was almost like playing laser tag or paint ball or something. The way Marley told him to wait for a minute and then guiding him toward the open door that lead into… what? Something? Jake wasn’t too sure, but he had to admit that he trusted Marley right now – at least, she had covered for him and stuff. Maybe it was the backdoor and she’d thrown him out or something, but that would be fair too, he supposed. He hadn’t exactly planned to run into where she worked – it was just the first building, really. Nonetheless, Jake followed her, slipping into what he found out to be the kitchen.

As he turned around to say something to her, they bumped into one another and it was oh so brief, but immediately Jake’s mind flashed to the night they’d met for the first time, as there had been bumping then too. He tried for a quick smile, although when she looked away, he did too, glancing around the kitchen, figuring that she’d tell him to go now – although he did want to say thanks. For a moment, he noticed that she still smelled really nice which… woah, bad thing to think of. Before he managed to correct his train of thought however, Marley was saying he could stay in here and she had to go back to work and then she left – and he was left alone in the kitchen, glancing around and feeling well out of place.

It had gone way quick though, which made Jake frown a little bit. He hadn’t even gotten to thank her yet or anything, which he was determined to do. Besides, she wasn’t even sure whether the girl had left or anything yet, so he was alright about being out in the kitchen, practically by his lonesome, even if it did feel a bit odd. Absentmindedly, he started playing with a couple of pots, swinging them in his hands as he thought about this weird night. He really hoped the crazy girl had buggered off and wasn’t, like, standing outside waiting for him to leave or something. He probably had to get her number blocked or something as well. Jake couldn’t exactly help but think about Marley too, however. All sorts of thoughts, where he knew some of them were totally inappropriate, but also wondering whether she’d come back for him and get him, or she’d leave him out here all night until they closed or something? As Jake got a little lost thinking about her, he dropped one of the pots suddenly, the loud clang ripping him from his thoughts back to the present, "Shit!" He muttered, quickly scooping up the pot and putting it back in place, trying to look as innocent as possible and hoping his ears didn’t burn too much.

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On the Run || Jarley

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It had been a pretty relaxed day at work so far – that is, nothing too out of the ordinary happened. Santana wasn’t there today, which was a welcome break for Marley. She knew that she shouldn’t hate being around someone so much, and that it was pretty awful of her to not want to be near her, but she couldn’t help it. Even with work going pretty well for the day, she couldn’t wait to leave so that she could talk to Ryder, maybe even see him. She hadn’t seen him in a while, and she missed him dearly.

Of course all thoughts of her boyfriend left her mind as none other than Jake Puckerman came rushing into the small little restaurant. He was out of breath, and his voice came out like he was in a panic. Marley just felt a bit stuck at the moment, trying to process the fact that not only was Jake needing her help, but that he was trying to find a place to hide? From some girl? That was definitely not anywhere in her job description. Before she could think of what to do with Jake, she still had to register the fact that he had decided to come in here in the first place, of all places.

Marley felt horrible that one of her first thoughts was something along the lines of ‘what did Jake do to the poor girl that he needed to run away from?’ Just because there she still had some lingering emotions from that moment almost a year ago, didn’t mean that she could assume the worst of him. So… right, he needed to hide from whoever this girl was. Bad date maybe? He kept looking at her expecting her to do something. Didn’t he know from experience that she didn’t exactly react the best to high-pressure situations? “I uh… counter? I mean…” She stepped out from behind the counter and grabbed onto his wrist and pulled him so that he was behind the counter (which, probably wasn’t the best move for her job wise, but she didn’t have many other options of what she should do.)

Just then some girl frantically came into the restaurant and Marley hissed, “get down,” while gently pushing him, assuming that this was the girl that he had been running away from. She tried to look causal as she stood there, her hands on the counter. The girl seemed a bit frazzled, and Marley tried to understand what she was saying in the rush of words that had come out. “I-I’m sorry, are you sure he came in here?” Right, if there was any time to use her acting skills, now would be it.

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The moment Jake had spotted Marley, he had felt sort of relived in all honesty. Sure, they’d had a lot of things going on between them for a while and, well, it would be a shame to say that things ended well – but Jake though (prayed, hoped) that there would still be some lingering feelings of friendship. Surely she would help him? Although, maybe because of everything that had happened and even though they’d had a sort of friendly chat on the phone, maybe she wouldn’t? Jake glanced around briefly, swallowing. Maybe she wouldn’t because they were at her workplace, which… yeah.

He was preparing himself for Marley saying no and him having to run again, when she unexpectedly pulled him behind the counter. Jake could’ve practically shed tears of relief – thank god. He was about to thank her when she hissed at him and helped him to get down behind the counter – obviously, she’d seen something that he hadn’t. Had the crazy girl really spotted him and followed him here? As it turned out, she had indeed, since he could hear her inquiring about a guy and calling him ‘Jakey’ which just made Jake shudder all over. He made an effort not to make a sound however, hardly allowing himself to breathe as he pressed himself up against the counter, genuinely scared that she’d somehow find him. For a brief moment he wondered whether Marley would just hand him over – but she wouldn’t, right? She wasn’t cruel like that.

As it turned out, Marley didn’t hand him over and proved to be an excellent liar – even when the girl persisted and said she was so sure she’d seen him come in here, but Marley was handling it smoothly. Jake let out a small breath of relief (quietly), wondering how exactly he could repay Marley for this. He was sort of face to face with her legs, the way he was sitting and he was reminded of how lovely those legs actually were. Her whole figure, in fact. Then he closed his eyes and shook his head – he wasn’t supposed to think like that, at all. Marley had a cool boyfriend (Jake had to grudgingly admit he sort of liked Ryder, despite everything) and with everything that had happened, she would be utterly unobtainable by him. There was just no way. Jake willed the ache in his chest to go away, before he glanced up at her, tugging at her legs – he couldn’t hear the girl anymore, so surely she was gone? Jake hoped so, anyway.  

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Dude's on Ice || Changman

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"I don’t know dude, they weren’t a normal kind of dude," Mike grinned, they seemed cool enough sure, but they were scary to look at, and once you took a hit from them it was really hard to get back up again. He figured that was what hockey was about really, he remembered some of the dudes back in high school who used to play, and they looked seriously messed up, more messed up than the football team, and that was definitely saying something. Yeah, he was definitely going to think twice about playing with those dudes again, but if he could arrange something regular with his own dudes, then that would definitely be pretty cool. He just had to make sure that if he invited Jesse, he didn’t start dancing and twirling and shit on the ice, that definitely wouldn’t be good. He’d probably never live that down. "Dude, you have no idea, don’t think Jesse has ever been on the ice before," he laughed, "He got freaked out when we played basketball together, can you imagine if he ever played against some of those dudes?" a smirk made it’s way across his face, and he laughed, rubbing the back of his neck, "Dude, we totally got to set that up!" If only for the laughs at least.

He turned his head as Jake was called, nodding a little as he made himself comfortable while he waited for his friend, putting his feet up casually up on the chair next to him, before he was quickly told off by the woman behind the desk. Rude. Whatever, Mike rolled his eyes and placed his feet firmly back on the ground, picking up a nearby magazine and flicking through it, but after one too many articles about women’s troubles, he tossed it aside. He didn’t want to get into that now. He glanced up at the clock on the wall, huffing quietly to himself as he pulled his phone out of his pocket. It probably wasn’t a good idea to leave him to his own devices, since Mike got bored far too easily for a normal person. He checked through his messages, scrolling through his messages, until Jake finally came back into the waiting room. “Dude, that’s awesome!” Mike grinned, standing up and raising his hand for a high five, though he did start laughing as he spotted the nose guard, “Good look for you dude, the ladies are going to love that,” he laughed, giving Jake a slight nudge.

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“Dude, the ladies are gonna love me when this thing comes off, all battle-scarred and shit, you know?” Jake let out a loud laugh, cringing a little as right, it still sort of hurt. He thought about it for a couple of moments though, thinking it’d probably be a sort of good lead-in if he took Mike out as his wingman or something, all ‘this dude broke my nose!’ and ‘no way!’ and then there’d be lots of making out. Hmm. Maybe he definitely should think about that, two single dudes going out or something? That could totally happen.

They walked outside the ER and up to a road where they could probably flag a cab or something and Jake turned to Mike, grinning. “Back to that other idea though, taking Jesse for a game with these dudes – that would be so awesome. The dude would be totally out his depth, I think.” Jake grinned, trying to imagine it – the musical dude would probably just start crying at the sheer size of the dudes they’d played against or something, he was pretty sure. So naturally, they totally had to do that sometime.

“Dude, today was pretty awesome. Thanks for coming with me and everything, man,” Jake said with genuine gratitude – not only had the hockey been loads of fun, but he’d gotten a trip to the ER and everything. That was at least story-worthy, if nothing else. And besides, he’d had a good time – Mike was a pretty decent friend, actually and damn funny too. Despite the fact his nose was probably going to be pretty sore for a while, he’d had a great day. 

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Getting Back Out There... Take Two || Seblaine & Jake

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Blaine was really struggling to be polite to the girl he was dancing with, the last thing he wanted was to seem rude, but he also didn’t want to give her the wrong idea, which for his part, he was sure that she already had. She was just looking at him like she was already planning their future together, and if Blaine had been anyone else, he’d have probably run away a long time ago, but he had this constant need to please people, he couldn’t help it. He supposed it stemmed back to when he was growing up, and he’d strived to make his parents proud, it hadn’t really worked then, but then, old habits died hard. She looked up at him again, and Blaine forced himself to smile at her, silently counting down until the song was over. He was definitely only dancing with her for this song, and this song only. He’d fulfilled his duties plenty by now.

He felt himself being tugged away from her grasp, eyes widening in horror. What was this place? Some kind of free for all? He was about to protest, when he recognised his boyfriend’s cologne, his body relaxing immediately as he looked up with a bright smile. He really couldn’t have come at a better time, well maybe he could’ve turned up before he’d agreed to dance with the girl. But, details. “Hey!” he said brightly, already forming a list of excuses in his mind, before Sebastian’s lips were pressed against his. Maybe Sebastian wasn’t as mad as he thought he’d be? He melted into Sebastian’s touch, kissing him back, smiling against his lips, curling his fingers into his side. For a moment, he’d even forgotten about the girl he was dancing with, at least, he had until Sebastian brought her up again. “Oh, I uh…it was nothing,” Blaine stuttered, turning to look over his shoulder, rolling his eyes as the girl stomped her way back to her group of friends.

He was somewhat relieved when Jake interrupted them though, at least he didn’t have to explain this himself. He didn’t want Sebastian getting the wrong idea, just because he was dancing with some girl, who for the record, he didn’t even like. “Think of me as the wingman,” Blaine chuckled, nuzzling his nose affectionately against Sebastian’s, “This is Jake,” he grinned, nodding slightly in Jake’s direction, hoping that Sebastian would understand now. As if he’d ever be tempted by anyone else, even the thought was ridiculous.

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Sebastian couldn’t help but smirk a little when he noticed the girl storm away like that, pleased that she had gotten the idea. He thought he had been nothing but polite to her, especially since she had been feeling up his boyfriend, but he was willing to get mean if he had to. Luckily that wasn’t going to be necessary and he could instead put all of his focus into his boyfriend, who he could feel immediately relaxing under his touch just like he was supposed to. His arms tightened around Blaine as they kissed, eyes sliding shut for a moment. Mm, this really wasn’t bad, the song, being close, getting to kiss Blaine. He had definitely stepped in at the right time, there was no doubt about that. He brushed his nose against the other’s when they finally broke their kiss, his lips hovering over the other’s as he smiled at him. He had definitely missed him today, that was for sure. He was feeling tired, which was leading to him feeling overly affectionate, though he didn’t really think that was a bad thing. He didn’t think Blaine would mind, anyway.

He arched a brow when Blaine told him that it was nothing, not really believing that. It didn’t look like nothing. Not that it looked like Blaine was interested in her, but he at least thought that there would be some kind of story there or something. Blaine just hadn’t started dancing with her for no reason. He had looked much too uncomfortable around her for that to make sense, and he was pretty sure that if Blaine was going to choose a woman to dance with for fun, she wouldn’t have been his type. “Nothing?” he repeated, unable to keep the disbelief out of his tone. “Come on, I come to meet you and fine a girl dancing all over you. There has to be some kind of story there, babe.” He poked Blaine playfully in the side to show him that he wasn’t upset with him, he was just curious as to how that had come about. “Don’t hold out on me.”

He blinked when they were suddenly addressed by someone else, his arms tightening around Blaine instinctively. He couldn’t help that he always felt so possessive, like he had to protect Blaine all the time. It was something that had come naturally to him, much to his disbelief. The guy seemed harmless enough though and by the look on Blaine’s face he obviously knew him. He made a small noise of understanding as the situation was explained to him, moving to bury his nose in Blaine’s hair. He took a moment to breath in his scent, craving that anchor after a long day. “That’s understandable,” he told them both. He knew how important a good wingman was. He wasn’t stupid. “Didn’t realize you were such a good friend though.” He winked at Blaine playfully before pressing another soft kiss to his lips, though he didn’t let this one linger. He had an introduction to make, after all. If this guy was Blaine’s friend then he needed to be polite. “Nice to meet you, Jake,” he said, smiling at the other man. “I’m Sebastian, though you probably already know that.” He figured Blaine had mentioned it at least once. He knew how his boyfriend liked to brag about him.

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Jake couldn’t help but smile brightly when things seemed to smooth over between Blaine and his boyfriend – not that he didn’t think it would, but for a brief moment, he did have a horrible vision of his boyfriend going crazy or something. Like, blaming Jake for being a moron and going all hulk on all of them, but he was pretty damn happy to find that wasn’t the case. He flashed Sebastian a bright smile, nodding a little, “I had an inkling you’d be the infamous Sebastian when you came in and, well, made sure that girl knew what was up with Blaine.” He snickered, “Although I was almost counting on you introducing yourself as Bas,” he said mischievously, winking at Blaine.

The girl in his arms (practically clinging onto him now, which was a total bonus) turned her head to smile somewhat apologetically to Blaine and Sebastian, “She always does that, don’t worry too much about her.” Jake glanced down at her and realized he’d been quite rude, turning back to face the two boyfriends, “This is…” And then he stopped. For a couple of moments, he could just not recall her name – fuck, what had it been? Jake thought furiously, finally getting it and almost breathing a sigh of relief (although he tried to hide it) “Natascha.”  

Getting a bit of greeting and such done, Jake turned down to glance at the girl, who seemed very intent to keep on dancing, which… wasn’t all that bad, not really. Although he wasn’t supposed to pick up anyone tonight or anything the like, he wasn’t exactly gonna turn it down, so… He glanced at Blaine and mouthed a ‘thanks man’, before actually saying something, “So I reckon we’re gonna dance for a bit, you two behave, yeah? Nice to meet you too, Sebastian.” We should do this again sometime, Blaine!” He finished, discreetly giving Blaine two thumbs up and grinning widely. 

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Getting Back Out There... Take Two || Seblaine & Jake

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"Totally have my uses," Blaine grinned, nudging Jake a little as he picked up his beer again and took a long sip, scoffing and rolling his eyes at Jake’s teasing tone. "Yeah, yeah, whatever, he’ll be here soon anyway," he told him, pulling his phone out of his pocket, sighing when there weren’t any mixed messages, and sliding it back into his back pocket. Sebastian was probably on his way and hadn’t checked his phone yet, that was definitely it. He placed his empty bottle onto the bar, standing up a little straighter and brushing down his outfit as he followed Jake into the middle of the dance floor where the two girls were waiting for them. He kept having to remind himself that he was doing this to be a good friend to Jake, but after seeing the way that the girl’s friend was looking at him, he was starting to change his mind. 

He swallowed thickly, pursing his lips together as he forced a smile onto his face, quickly introducing himself to the girl, not that she seemed to be taking too much notice of him, instead she was working on putting some - weird - moves on him. His eyes widened a little, shooting a panicked look over at Jake. He caught his eye for a second, silently screaming for help, but Jake just looked more amused than anything else. Well then. He wasn’t the world’d best dancer, but he could usually follow a rhythm easily enough, but dancing with this girl was making it really hard for him to do anything. Apparently she’d never heard of boundaries before, because her hands were everywhere, despite Blaine doing his best to deter her. She wasn’t even Blaine’s type, not that he was even thinking of making any sort of move on her, but seeing how handsy she was being was a definite turn off for him. 

The song changed, and Blaine looked around him, watching as everyone immediately started coupling off, and he thought about taking this as his cue to leave, but the moment he turned to move, the girl - he still didn’t even know here name! - pulled him back to her, wrapping her arms around her tightly. Blaine sighed defeatedly, deciding that this would be the last dance, then he would’ve totally fulfilled his wingman duties, and turned back to face the girl, battling with himself where to place his hands, so that she wouldn’t read too much into this. Why did he have to be so awkward all the time? 

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Sebastian’s phone had died in the middle of the guest lecture he had been forced to attend, leaving him with nothing to distract himself with. Well. There went him texting Blaine and letting him know he was on the way to the bar. He supposed that his arrival would have to be a surprise. He rushed out of the lecture hall as soon as the talk was over, ready to be done with classes and back with his boyfriend. He wasn’t used to having such long days and he really just needed a drink. He swung by Blaine’s apartment and dropped his things off, pausing for a moment to plug his phone in and check his hair. Alright, he still looked as amazing as always, even though he hadn’t expected anything different. He added a fresh splash of cologne before checking his phone. Nope, it was dead dead and he was afraid he was going to have to give it a couple of minutes if he wanted to text Blaine. By that time he could already be at the bar so he decided to just leave it at home, as it really had no use to him now. Useless thing. He shouldn’t have spent so much time earlier browsing on the internet when he was supposed to be listening in class. Oh well, there really wasn’t anything he could do about it now.

It didn’t take him long to reach the bar that they had agreed to meet at. He moved over to the bar, frowning a little when he didn’t see Blaine sitting there waiting for him. Obviously the other hadn’t given up on him, since he hadn’t been at home. This was the right place, wasn’t it? He didn’t think his memory had failed him but maybe it had? He scanned the people in the bar, not spotting his boyfriend any—oh, wait, there he was. A smile played across his face as he spotted Blaine, his immediate reaction to seeing his boyfriend, but it immediately faltered when he noticed that he was dancing with some blonde chick that really wasn’t even that attractive. And wow she really seemed to be going for it. He crossed his arms, leaning against the bar and just watching for a moment. He could tell that his boyfriend was uncomfortable—who wouldn’t be when such a weird girl was rubbing all up on them?—and he wondered why in the world the other was doing this. He straightened up when he saw his boyfriend pull away from her when a slow song started but she didn’t let him go, instead pulling him to her. Okay, that was the last straw. He could be polite, he really could, but he could tell that Blaine was in trouble and needed bailing out.

He casually strolled over to them, coming up behind Blaine so his boyfriend couldn’t see him. “Thanks for saving my spot,” he told the girl, easily pulling Blaine away from her grip and into his chest. “But I think I’ll take it from here.” He narrowed his eyes just a little, warning her to not get any ideas. Blaine was his and he was going to stay that way no matter what weird moves she decided to put on him. He turned his attention to Blaine, smiling down at him. “Hey, babe,” he greeted, leaning down and catching his lips in a deep, open mouthed kiss. He didn’t want the strange girl to get the wrong impression of what they were to each other. He rested his forehead against Blaine’s, swaying his hips lightly to the music as he just enjoyed being closer to him. “Should I even ask what that was about?” he asked with an arched brow, pulling away just enough to look at him.

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Jake was having a kind of great time with this girl, so far, at least. She had that sort of shy streak to her that just made Jake feel all kinds of rather interesting things and she could definitely move. Although he had to admit he rather liked the slow song, having the girl all culled up to him like this and his arms around her – he realized with a start that he’d really missed this, having someone close. He closed his eyes for a brief second, before opening them again and frowning a little, when the girl Blaine was dancing with seemed to be incredibly handsy. Poor guy just couldn’t really catch a break with meeting people at bars, could he?

But then something else happened – something that, although maybe it shouldn’t have, amused the hell out of Jake. It seemed that the boyfriend had arrived, the so called ‘Bas’. Jake had to hand it to Blaine, he looked like a good catch. He had to stifle a loud laugh when the boyfriend made very sure that girl couldn’t mistake this for anything else, leading into a rather graphic snog while she stood to the side, looking rather pissed off. It took but a couple of seconds before she stomped off to join her group. Jake was slightly relieved to find that the girl he was dancing with didn’t seem to have noticed or just didn’t care.

Trying to be smooth about it, he maneuvered them a little closer so he could hear what the boyfriend was saying. When he asked what it was about, Jake figured he had to step in so Blaine wouldn’t get into any sort of trouble. “That would be partially my fault,” Jake said, making the girl, Natascha, look up at him confusedly before she realized he was speaking to Blaine and this Bas. “This lovely woman,” He looked down at her and shot her a bright, charming smile, “and her friend asked us to dance and I… sort of persuaded Blaine to join us.” Jake said, quirking an eyebrow at the boyfriend in a rather meaningful way – or at least, he hoped he was conveying that he had totally used his boyfriend as a wingman so he could chat up the girl he was dancing with. 

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Dude's on Ice || Changman

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In Mike’s defence, he wasn’t exactly the best dude to call on in an emergency, he kind of panicked a lot, shouted at people as well, since he didn’t know what else to do. But, he figured that he was just being honest with the woman behind the desk. There was blood everywhere, and Jake did need to see a doctor, so he didn’t see the problem really. He figured the sooner a doctor got out here and dealt with his friend, the better. He wasn’t a queasy kind of dude, but damn that really was a lot of blood. He managed to find himself a seat though, way from as many contagious looking people as possible. He was doing his friend a favour, but that didn’t mean that he wanted to get as well. He looked up as Jake joined him again, dropping the clipboard with the forms on in his lap. He picked up the pen and nodded, laughing a little as he agreed to fill them out. “Yeah dude, but I mean, might get you sorted quicker if you bled all over the forms,” he grinned, writing out Jakes name on the form, then realising that he knew literally nothing else about the dude, damn.

He wrote down the necessary information quickly enough, handing the forms back to Jake and leaning back in his seat as Jake handed them back over to the desk. “They say how long you got to wait?” he asked as Jake came back to sit down next to him. He turned his head a little, grinning as Jake still seemed to up for playing hockey again, which fair play to him, most dudes would never want to hit the ice again after that blow to the face. “Totally dude,” he nodded, “Next time though, we should take some friends with us, you know, like normal sized dudes. I mean seriously dudes, they looked like rejects from the last Hulk movie!” he laughed, punching Jake’s shoulder, then quickly remembering that fuck yeah, the dude was injured. Oops.

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Jake couldn’t help but snort when Mike suggested he should definitely bleed on the forms so they’d get help faster – it wasn’t actually a bad idea. He gave a slight shrug when his friend asked him how long exactly they were supposed to wait, “I think she said like an hour tops or something, so that’s not that bad. I mean, I’ve heard horror stories of people waiting for freaking hours on end,” Jake said slowly, before he realized that he might’ve jinxed it or something. He sure hoped he hadn’t, he was sort of looking forward to getting some painkillers or something and going home to chill out a bit.

He was glad when Mike agreed that they should definitely go check out some shop together so Jake could get himself some proper equipment. He was pretty sure he could afford that and he was even thinking of maybe finding some club to join, or something. Despite having been hit in the face and having gotten a broken nose, he couldn’t wait to go try it out again – it had just seemed like so much fun. “Dude! That’s totally what I was thinking too! Like seriously, were they all on steroids or something man?” He chuckled a little, wincing again when it hurt, nudging Mike afterwards, “We could invite Ryder and that weird friend of yours, Jesse? That’d be a laugh,” Jake smirked.

The waiting room at the ER didn’t seem all that  busy to be honest, so Jake wasn’t super surprised when a doctor came out and called his name. He tried to give Mike a thumbs up without wincing too much, before following the dude to get his nose checked out. It didn’t take all that long, it appeared to be a sort of clean break or something (Jake celebrated internally, his nose wouldn’t get crooked or anything, thank god), so he just had to wear a ridiculous nose guard thing and get a bunch of rest and all that usual stuff. They got him all cleaned up and stopped the bleeding and sent him back to Mike, who was still waiting for him. Once again, Jake gave him a thumbs up, “Should be all good and nose ain’t gonna be crooked or some shit. I don’t know about you  but I’m like, so ready to go home.” 

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Getting Back Out There... Take Two || Blaine & Jake

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Blaine rolled his eyes, grinning as Jake spoke, it looked like he was still having trouble getting his head around all of this. Not that Blaine minded explaining things, even if there wasn’t really anything to explain. “I don’t know, I don’t really think it’s any different, you know?” Blaine shrugged, sure things between him and Sebastian had been great, and they hadn’t really got over that honeymoon phase just yet. But they still bickered like other couples, and he’d definitely dated a few guys in the past that caused him a few headaches. It was just human nature, nothing to do with genders, that’s how he felt anyway. He did flush a little when Jake picked up on the name that he used for Sebastian. He bit down into his lip, raising his beer and taking a drink before daring to speak again. “Oh uh yeah,” he mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck, “It’s Sebastian really, but I’ve just always called him Bas, it just stuck I guess,” he shrugged, never really thinking about the nickname before.

Blaine stepped to the side as the brunette approached, he was the wingman, a very happily taken wingman, this was all about Jake. He didn’t want to get in the way. He lifted his beer bottle as Jake introduced him, giving the girl a bright smile in response. He turned himself at an angle to that he was facing Jake and the girl, but also not seeming super imposing or anything like that. As he spoke, Blaine took a moment to really look her over, and he had to admit that Jake had good taste. She really was gorgeous, and he was tiniest bit smug that it was his plan that had brought her over here. He was definitely a better wingman than he thought, who knew? His eyes widened a little as she asked whether they wanted to dance with her and her friend, and Blaine pursed his lips together for a moment. Dancing was okay, right? And he was supposed to be a good wingman after all, and it was better than waiting by the bar for Sebastian to finally turn up from work. So, he placed his empty bottle on top of the counter and nodded, giving Jake a slight nudge. He was doing this for him after all. “Sure, sure,”

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Jake flashed Blaine a bright smile when he agreed to going dancing with this chick and her friend. It was just perfect. Although tonight hadn’t at all been about this and in all honesty, Jake hadn’t even thought of picking up any chicks tonight or going dancing or anything like that, he couldn’t exactly say that he minded where this was going. He was still a pretty great dancer and he very much intended to prove that to the girl. The girl, Natascha, smiled brightly at the both of them, walking back to get her friend.

Jake turned to Blaine, grinning wickedly, “Alright, dude, awesome. You’re a better wingman than I thought,” he grinned and punched him on the shoulder, “but like, just give her a dance or two, the friend, then you can totally go back to waiting for Bas,” he said the nickname in a slight sing-song type of voice, mostly just to tease Blaine a bit. Jake knew he could totally take it. “Appreciate this dude, maybe I’ll end up going home with someone tonight after all?” He grinned, walking out to the dance floor where the two chicks were waiting.

Nataschas friend was a blonde and thankfully, she went straight for Blaine – leaving Jake with his gorgeous brunette. He couldn't help but glance over at Blaine and the blonde though, she seemed to be rather aggressive in her attempted courting of Blaine. Poor girl had no idea it really wouldn’t work, but Jake couldn’t help but be ever so slightly amused anyway. The brunette, however, seemed to be ever so slightly shy, a trait that Jake had grown to sort of adore. She wasn’t a bad dancer though, which, admittedly, just made her a bit more attractive to Jake. They seemed to really hit it off to a couple of songs with good beats, when a really slow song came on. In no time at all, the chick was practically buried in his chest and, well, score. Jake glanced over her shoulder to find Blaine, giving him a wicked grin and a sort of discreet thumbs up. 

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Dude's on Ice || Changman

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"Well dude, you can totally use the sympathy card now," Mike smirked, "But next time a girl asks what you did, I probably wouldn’t tell them you got into a fight with a hockey puck, and lost,’ he laughed, gingerly patting Jake on the bag as he flagged down a cab. He figured it was the least he could do, since it was partly his fault that Jake had smashed up his face, but if they were going to get technical about it, well, Jake should’ve listened when Mike shouted at him. But whatever, he totally wasn’t blaming anyone. Not at all, Mike wasn’t like that. But really, when a dude shouts on the ice, it generally means something is up. Hopefully Jake had figured that out now, even if it was the hard way. But whatever, it was irrelevant now.

Mike nodded, swinging his bag over his shoulder and opening the door to the cab to help Jake inside, getting in after him and closing the door behind them. “Totally dude, next time we’ll just get you a helmet that fits, protect the face and all that.” he grinned, there was a reason why Mike didn’t rent any of his crap from the rink these days. Didn’t want to risk smashing anything valuable, like his face or anything like that. When they arrived at the ER, Mike fished out some cash from his pocket and handed it over the driver, before he climbed out of the car and held the door open for Jake, walking him inside.

"I got a dude here with a smashed face," Mike announced as he dumped his bag on the counter, staring at the woman sitting behind the desk, "He needs a doctor, there’s like, blood everywhere!"

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Jake had to put a hand to his head, along with the other holding a cloth to his nose, laughing really sort of hurt and Mike’s expression of ‘there’s blood everywhere!’ made him snort quite badly. It had been a while since he had been in any sort of ER and he certainly hadn’t been here while he was in New York. It wasn’t exactly time to take in the sight though, instead he went up to the counter to ask for the usual forms to fill out, while he waited for some doctor to have a moment to look at him.

He grabbed the forms gingerly, making sure not to bleed all over them, and walked over to a seat and sat down next to Mike. He handed him the papers, “I’ll tell you everything, just write it down for me, would you? I don’t wanna get the papers all bloody and shit,” he said with a small groan, checking his nose once to see whether it was still bleeding – it was – before putting the cloth back. He rattled off all the usual information, his name, social security numbers, all that stuff, waiting for Mike to put it down on paper while he spoke.

Returning the papers to the lady at the desk, he got told that someone would be with him ‘as soon as possible’ which in hospital speak usually meant he had to wait for quite a while. Plopping himself back down on the seat, he let out a small groan. “Okay so, how about, before we go play hockey again, you take me somewhere good and cheap where I can get a proper hockey mask and stuff? And skates too, the ones I had were wobbly as hell.” He flashed Mike a grin, before adding, “and you know, thanks for coming with me here and all. Appreciate it, dude.” 

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On the Run || Jarley

So. Admittedly, Jake was kind of excited. He was going on a date with a chick (who wasn’t Kitty, obviously) for the first time in what felt like forever. He had gotten a number off a girl the night where he had met Blaine at a bar and they had been talking a bit back and forth ever since – trying to set up for this grand date and all. Jake looked at himself in the mirror as he styled up his hair, making sure he looked his absolute best for the occasion – although he still wasn’t a guy who was all about style, trying to look your best was what you did for girls, that was just the way it was. (The bruise over his broken nose was still a little visible, but thankfully not as much anymore.) When he was satisfied and fairly confident that he looked damn handsome, he made his way towards the restaurant where they were supposed to meet – having opted for the usual first date dinner.

Although Jake had been quite excited, it quickly became apparent that maybe, just maybe, he shouldn’t have gotten his hopes up. The problem wasn’t the way the girl looked at least, because she really did look like a million, all kinds of gorgeous and anything, but Jake soon realized that in this case, looks most certainly weren’t everything. She was crazy – all kinds of crazy. Throughout dinner she kept talking about her various animals (she had to at least have a zoo, Jake figured) and it only took her fifteen minutes to start calling him ‘Jakey’ which was just… Jake had to hide his cringe every time. He felt a little bit like a douchebag, but he couldn’t help but think he could put up with it for just a one-night stand – however, that was when she started mentioning him meeting her parents (which happened something just before dessert, after one and half grueling hours or animal crazy talk.) Normally, Jake believed that it was sort of difficult to get to know each other one date – but this girl was just batshit insane. There was no other word for it. The final straw was when they (finally) went outside and about to go home (Jake was feverishly trying to think of an excuse to go home alone) when the girl spotted a baby-stroller and started cooing at it.

Now, Jake had a few moments in his life that he wasn’t proud of. This was another one of them. As soon as the girl made a move towards the baby stroller (and he could’ve sworn she asked him whether he didn’t think the color was adorable), Jake bolted. He turned right on his heel and ran as fast as he could down the street – he was fairly confident he heard her shout ‘Jakey!’ one more time – which just made him run all that much faster. Looking over his shoulder once, his eyes widened in horror as he realized that she was running after him. Fuck! He spotted a small café type of thing nearby and made a quick dash inside it – briefly thinking about how it looked sort of familiar – before spotting Marley, of all people. He didn’t think too much about it however, quickly making his way over to her, panting and speaking in a slightly panicked voice, “Marley! Hi! Help me hide, please? Crazy girl chasing me, please hide me, please, please?” 

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Getting Back Out There... Take Two || Blaine & Jake

[anderson-in-nyc]

Blaine just laughed lightly at that, shrugging his shoulders, “I think I’ve just worked in a bar long enough to pick up a thing or two,” he reasoned, he’d never really been a wingman for anyone before, but he felt that he could talk Jake up enough if needed. He just had to focus on the good things, and from Blaine had seen, he seemed pretty cool. He leaned back against the bar as Jake called for the bartender, taking a drink of his own beer as he waited. He took this moment to study the group of girls, trying to find a way in if the drinks didn’t necessarily work. They still looked slightly intimidating, but he supposed they could just go and make casual conversation with them, so long as they weren’t being too imposing. That sounded like the most logical thing to do, he was calling that plan B, if the drink thing didn’t work.

Blaine hummed in response as he heard Jake talking, turning his head away from the group and turning back to face Jake instead, placing his drink on the bar. “Oh uh….oh,” Blaine started, eyebrows pulling together in confusion as he considered the question. He hadn’t really thought about it much before, but he supposed it was a reasonable question. He’d definitely heard worse. “Well uh…it depends really,” he started slowly, eyes pulling together as he tried to think of a way of phrasing things, “I mean, everyone is different, but I don’t think it’s the gender that makes them crazy, I think it’s their personality,” he paused, raising his beer to his lips and taking a drink again, letting his words settle before he carried on talking, “I mean, with Bas, I wouldn’t say it was any easier being with him just because he’s a guy, it’s easy with him because we just understand each other so well.” he added, hoping he was getting his point across properly. He didn’t know if he was making sense or not, but it was only because it was something that he’d never really thought about in detail before. He’d just accepted it, because it was who he was.

He turned away again, glancing towards the group and smiling brightly as the bartender pointed towards them both, this was definitely going well. He shot them a wink, before turning his attention back to Jake again, “But I mean, you’re straight, so you can’t tell me that all the girls you’ve been with have been crazy?” Blaine asked, raising an eyebrow as he spoke, catching a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye. He glanced away, smiling as the brunette Jake has pointed out earlier was approaching them. He nudged Jake as subtly as he could, before turning around properly and flashing the girl one of his brightest smiles. “Hey!”

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Jake nodded a little as Blaine spoke, explaining how he thought it was the personality that did the whole crazy thing, not the gender. Jake would obviously tend to agree with this, however Blaine was into dudes and if dudes were all… dudes with one another, then he couldn’t really see how it turn out badly. Like, he really wasn’t about to jump to the other side of the fence or anything, but maybe two dudes were just less drama free? He shrugged, “Yeah I’m with you on that whole personality thing like, if you click you click and everything’s just awesome – but it’s two dudes, I mean…” Jake ran a hand through his hair, scratching a little at the side before continuing, “It has got to have less drama than with chicks, you know? I don’t know, I might be totally way off track here, but…” He smirked a little, before adding a little remark, unable to help the grin that followed, “And Bas, huh? Gotten to the cute nick-name part have you?”

He briefly wondered exactly why Blaine was nudging him, when he heard the enthusiastic greeting and he glanced up at the gorgeous brunette – quick to flash her a smile as well. He was kinda happy with her being brunette actually, blonde chicks had a tendency to remind him of Kitty lately. Although he was quick to flash a smile, he couldn’t help the small bubble of panic that was rising within – it had been forever since he’d picked up a girl (although tonight wasn’t about picking up girls, it could still happen and it wasn’t like he was going to turn it down or anything… right?) “Hey,” Jake said in what he hoped to be his rather suave voice, “I’m Jake and this is my friend, Blaine.” Introductions were good, right? God, it really had been forever.

“I’m Natascha,” the girl said with a bright smile, before gesturing towards the table with her friends, “I just wanted to come over and say thank you for the drinks, and…” She smiled a little shyly and Jake could practically feel his heart skipping a beat, seeing a smile like that, “My friend Irene and I were sort of… hoping you two would want to maybe… dance, or something?” Jake could practically have blurted out a ‘yes’ right there and then, although he figured he couldn’t exactly answer on Blaine’s behalf, so instead he glanced at his friend with a quirked eyebrow. 

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Dude's on Ice || Changman

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Mike helped Jake off the ice as best he could, pleased that the other dude was there to help, because he probably couldn’t have done it on his own, especially with how Jake was lolling all over the place. Whatever, at least they were on stable ground now, so Mike didn’t have to worry about Jake sliding off anywhere, that was definitely a good thing. He let him sit down for a few minutes, while Mike changed out of his boots, and stuffed his things into his bag, so he looked kind of normal when they got outside. Well, anyone would look normal compared to Jake right now, but he wasn’t going to be a douche and say that aloud, at least not until Jake was healed and shit, maybe on a few painkillers that would make him high, then he’d totally say it.

When he was done, he helped Jake to his feet again and led him out of the rink, looking around him, seeing if anyone was going to offer to help. But duh, this was New York, everyone was all rushing about their business to even notice anyone else. He wasn’t all that surprised, so whatever. He turned to look at Jake, raising an eyebrow at him, “No shit dude, you probably even get to the ER on your bike when you’re like this,” Mike laughed, flagging down a cab and opening the door when it pulled up at the curb, “You uh, you want me to come with you dude, help you fill out the paper work and stuff?” he suggested, knowing that Jake probably wouldn’t be able to do it on his own if he was this messed up, and then if he did have some of those painkillers, well…yeah he probably wouldn’t be filling out any forms tonight.

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Jake let out a small laugh as well when Mike did, although he soon realized that laughing sort of hurt his entire skull. Fucking hell, it wasn’t every day you got to feel something as painful as this – even thinking sort of hurt. “Yeah dude, vision’s a bit blurry and there’d be blood everywhere, I’m pretty sure it wouldn’t be pretty.” He joked, happy that Mike came out with him and helped him flag down a cab. He even went as far as to open the door for him and everything, which, honestly, Jake was sort of pleased with. Not that he wanted to appear weak or anything dumb and crazy like that, but his head was just like, spinning really awkwardly. And painfully and stuff.

When Mike suggested that he come along, Jake nodded slowly – it was probably a really good idea. Although he was fairly confident he didn’t have a bad concussion or anything like that, having someone along who knew his name and stuff in case he passed out, was probably a really good idea. “Yeah please dude, if you don’t mind that’d be kinda cool,” he grinned, before turning towards the cab driver, “Get me to the ER man, I promise not to bleed out on your seats.” He said thickly, smirking a little as he held up a cloth to his nose, which was still bleeding a fair bit. As Mike got in, Jake turned towards him with a cocky grin, “Dude, ice-hockey was a totally awesome idea. We should do it again, although a little less puck-in-the-face next time would be good.” 

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go ahead and mind your own business, why dont you.

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Getting Back Out There... Take Two || Blaine & Jake

[anderson-in-nyc]

Blaine knew there was a reason why Jake just hadn’t made his way over the group across the bar. He knew it was intimidating when they were in a group and you had to sort of fight your way into the middle, just to attempt to get closer to the person who had caught your eye, and that was without the friends doing what they could to keep you away from them. “Okay yeah. I see your point,” Blaine chuckled, scrunching his nose a little as he tried to come up with some sort of plan and figure out what they’re next move should be. “Yeah, they seem like a tight group,” Blaine commented, looking over at the group again, eyes pulling together a little in concentration. Of course, the girl that Jake had his eye on seemed to be right in the middle of it all, it wasn’t like he could just distract from the outside. 

"Right, right," Blaine grinned, looking back at Jake and nodded quickly, placing his beer back onto the bar. He’d never really played wingman before, he’d never really had to, but it really couldn’t be that hard could it. He was usually good with people, well people that he wasn’t trying to pick up himself, because then he was just awkward. Luckily he didn’t have to worry about that anymore, hopefully he wouldn’t have to worry about that for a while. "Okay, so there’s one thing I’ve learnt from working in bar for the last three years…" Blaine started, leaning back against the bar, turning his head slightly, "Send them a round of drinks over, it’ll get their attention, but you’re not imposing too much on the group. Let them come to you," Blaine suggested, it sounded like a good plan, and not something that could lead to the two of them getting eaten alive by this girl’s friends.

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Jake nodded at Blaine, figuring it was a pretty good idea. Sending over a round of drinks didn’t seem like it was too imposing or anything like that, since he didn’t exactly want to face the wrath of a group of chicks. They could be downright vicious if the spirit took them, honestly. “Good idea, dude. Knew there was a good wingman left in you,” Jake flashed him a bright grin, before turning to get the bartenders attention. It didn’t take all that long for money to exchange hands and then the order would be on its way. While they waited, Jake turned around to face Blaine again – although he made sure he could see when the girls would get their drinks as well.

“Dude, this is gonna be super blunt but I’m kinda curious about something…” Jake said a little slowy, figuring that Blaine wouldn’t be offended or anything, but it was still a slightly strange question. It was just something he had been wondering, especially after last time the two of them had gone out together. “Is it like, easier being into dudes and stuff? I mean, you don’t have to put up with crazy women or anything, although if that dude, Michael, is anything to go by, I’m sure there’s crazy dudes out there as well…” He glanced at Blaine, flashing him a bright smile – mostly he was just curious, he liked chicks way too much to switch teams. Speaking of, the bartender brought the girls their drinks and sure enough, when they asked where they came from, the bartender pointed in the direction of Blaine and Jake – and Jake made sure to flash them one of those halfway shy smiles, raising his own bottle to them. That usually won over some girls, he just hoped it would work this time. And that it would draw the right chick over to them – but if not, he had his wingman, right? 

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