Chapter 9
*phone rings*
'Your correspondant is not available right now...'
"Fuck- "
'...you may leave a message after the tone or call back another time...'
*biiiip*
"Hi Kurt, I don't know if it's necessary to call you or if I should be waiting on your doorstep...
The thing is we made plans *hypothetically* and I don't know if you were just joking or if you actually were being vague because you didn't know bu-
"Hi Blaine, sorry..."
"Oh my God... *nervous laugh* I guess I'm gonna have to get used to that now... w-what are you apologizing for?"
"I meant to answer I was just getting ready..."
"Oh so you're coming?!"
"Yeah..."
"Ok! That's awesome actually! Ok, uhm should I wait for you or..."
"Yeah just knock I'll be there in a sec"
"Oh. Alright then..."
"Yeah..."
"..."
"You can hang up now Blaine..."
"Oh yeah, right."
*hangs up*
*chuckles*
Blaine slips his phone in his pocket and wipes his sweaty palms on the sides of his black pants.
Ok, let's do this...
Goes to his room and grabs his wallet and keys, and goes to the door before getting back to the kitchen and pouring himself a cup of water.
You can do this...
Goes for the door again before remembering that he needs to hit the bathroom before leaving because he just had a cup of water.
When he gets out he has to check himself in the mirror, comb through his loose curls one last time and stare at his reflection in the mirror.
Come on man. Get your act together you can do this... he's probably waiting for you...
"Right."
Checks his pockets one last time and gets out of his appartement.
"Hi"
The soft voice startles him and he turns away from his unlocked door to look at the man standing before him. A black shirt with white stripes covered by a dark vest show off his broad shoulders. He looks nervous but the glint in his eyes catches Blaine's attention. His eyes are not blue-grey anymore, there is a hint of green there and it's the most beautiful thing Blaine's ever witnessed in his entire life. It takes his breath away, and now he's staring, and it's awkward but he can't help it.
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أدب الهواة[Klaine fanfiction] 'You have one unread message...' "Man I'm so sorry for what happened at the office... y- I... I don't even know what to say I- ... Like I said... if you need anything... Just- Please answer the phone, ok? We'll figure something...
