reach down your hand in your pocket

[mediumdrip]

Who| Blaine and OPEN
What| Back in Tribute Tower
Where| Common Areas
When| After his death.
Warnings/Notes| Blaine is looking for Kurt in particular, but he won't be opposed to stopping to talk to friends. He's just going to be a little antsy until he sees Kurt.



It was tempting to stay in his room and never, ever leave. After what had happened in the Arena he was almost hoping for that option, but he couldn't. He couldn't just hide without knowing what Kurt was doing. If he was back...

He had to be. If Kurt had turned out to be one of the few who never returned Blaine didn't know what he'd do with himself. That was why when he finally got up and got dressed went straight down to look through common areas of the Tower, searching for Kurt.

He still didn't look completely okay. While his clothes were put together and his hair was perfect, there was something a little wild in his eyes. The impulsiveness that drove him to Alpha's line of sight still lingered in the back of his mind. The sense of having nothing at all to lose had settled in him after watching Kurt die and he wasn't sure when it would start to fade.

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[showbizpanache]

"All right," said Kurt, looking back up at his ex. "But how about not right now? I don't want to talk about the games at all right now."

He moved out of the corner at last, and a playful smile found its way to his lips. It may or may not have been entirely forced. "You were going to buy me coffee?"

[mediumdrip]

Blaine grinned at that. "That's right," he said. "Come on." He pulled away from the shadows then to lead Kurt to the kiosk with the warm caffeinated drinks.

[showbizpanache]

Nostalgia washed over Kurt like a warm wave. They could have been standing at the counter at the Lima Bean, tired after Warbler practice.

He stepped just a little closer to Blaine, wondering if he remembered his coffee order.

[mediumdrip]

Of course Blaine did. It was one of those things he'd probably never forget. "Grande nonfat mocha and a medium drip, please," he told the blue haired woman behind the counter. She had on eyeshadow that sparkled as she moved and she grinned at the two of them knowingly as she made the drinks.