Love, and its Costs

Tyler and Blaine

After thinking of what has happened over the past 7 minutes. Blaine finally got up from the bed, and fixed it. He put on his clothes, and checked his hair, making sure it didnt look messy. He left the room, and he saw that it was just Sam and Tyler. They were talking, then stopped when Sam saw Blaine over Tyler's shoulder.

"Hey guys." Blaine yawned. "Arent you two tired?"

Tyler turned around with a perfect smile, that made Blaine melt a bit.

"Well I'll be headin up. Where is my room again?" Sam asked putting the bottle of beer on the table next to the couch, and getting up.

"First room to the left." Blaine responded. "How about you Tyler? DO you want a seperate room? Or are you just gonna share with Sam?"

"Um. Whatever works for you, I guess." Tyler shrugged.

"Well there's a room across the bathroom up stairs that's empty. You can stay there. " Blaine directed.

"Okay." Both Tyler and Sam headed upstairs with there luggage. And Sam whiapers in Tyler's ear.

"Tyler can help you to clean up!" Sam suggested.

"No. Its not that much. I can manage. " Blaine said looking around the messy room.

"No its fine I really dont mind. I'm still awake. I can do something productive." Tyler said, heading towards Blaine.

"Alright. I'll leave you two." Sam winks at Blaine, then runs upstairs with his luggage.

"Let me go grab some plastic bags." Blaine goes to the pantry he took 2. He returned to Tyler, and he smiled back. "Here. "

Tyler grabbed it, and opened it. Searching for trash.

"So..... What do you do for a living?" asked Tyler. Trying to actually get some real questions, instead of making him laugh.

"Um. Well I work at Vogue actually." Blaine says, picking up cups from the floor.

"I knew it!" He says excitingly. Blaine turned around with a confused face. Tyler cleared his throat.

"Sorry." he returned to cleaning up the rest of the trash once they were done. Blaine rook the two bags and flew them down the trash pit.

"You want some coffee, or somethin?"Blaine says walking to the kitchen. Tyler brushes his quiff back. Trying to look cool.

"Yeah."

Blaine smiles. "Cool. Help yourself to music, or TV."

Tyler sits on the couch and makes himself comfortable. Blaine comes in with two steaming cups of hot chocolate.

"Apparently I ran out of coffee. I have to go buy some more tomorrow. I hope this is okay...?" he says handing one to Tyler.

"This is even better. Thank you." he sips it. And pits it on the table. Blaine sits next to him a few feet away. Keeping his distance. Blaine was still thinking about him and Kurt. And he takes a sip of his also, and puts it on the table.

"What do you want to talk about?" Blaine asks.

Tyler scoots a little closer. Trying not to let Blaine notice it. But he did.

"I dont know. Any hobbies?" Tyler asks.

"I sing."

"Yeah. I could tell by the music room."

Blaine chuckles. "Yeah. Well you have to have the right equipment!"

Tyler chuckles back. "Yeah. Thats true!" he reaches for his hot coco, and takes another sip.

It was an awkward silence from there. They talk for a few more minutes. Tyler flirted, but Blaine layed back a bit. He saw Tyler more like a friend now. Even though he could tell that he was trying to use his charm to impress him.

They finish there hot chocolates, and Blaine takes the cups to wash them. After a few seconds, Tyler follows him. Just kiss him and go. Thats it. I mean, he's all over you. He's hot, and it might work out. So here it goes.

"So I was thinking, tomorrow we should-" Tyler puts his lips on Blaine's. It was rough, but they git through it. When Blaine pulled away, he wiped his mouth, and felt if his lip was bleeding. Tyler just smashed them together, and it wasnt even worth it. Tyler was a little in shock of what just happened. Blaine just stepped away.

"I'm s-sorry. I'll j-just leave...." He turns around of embarrassment. But Blaine stops him . It was awkward, and it hurt, but it was early in the morning. For sure he was tired.

"Spend the night." he says awkwardly. Tyler turns around with a red face. It was flushed with embarrassment.

"I cant".

"I wont let you go. Its freezing. Its only a night."

"Yeah. Fine. Sure."

Blaine tries to smile. But he avoids eye contact with him. Tyler grabs his luggage, and heads upstairs.

"Room across the bathroom!" Blaine reminds him.

"Yeah. Thanks." Tyler looks at him once more, and goes to his room.

He's good looking, but sucks at kissing. Blaine grabs his lips. Ow. That really hurt. He grabs some ice, and puts it on his lips for a few minutes. Once he was done he put the half melted ice in the sink, and went upstairs.

***
Blaine wakes up first. He was the host, so he made breakfast. It was 8 a.m. on a Saturday, and he was frying bacon on the stove. A few seconds later. He heard footsteps and Sam was awake. Excited to hear about what happened last night. He sits at the table. Smiling.

"So...." he starts out.

"So.... What?" Blaine asks.

"How was it with Tyler last night? He's great. Isnt he?!"

"Yeah." Blaine says with a sarcastic tone. "Great...."

He puts the bacon on a plate along with the pancakes and hot chocolate he made earlier. They ate and Sam forced Blaine to tell him the whole story.

At around 9, Tyler came down all dressed up to go, and had his luggage with him.

"Hey wear ya goin? We have the while weekend." Sam asks.

"I um.... Well the agency called and there is this new thing happening. and they called me."

Sam checks his phone. "Funny. I didnt get a call."

"Oh. Um its for the people who's been with them for years now. You started 4 years ago. Youre still considered new." Tyler lied.

"Oh... Okay. Well go eat first!" Sam offers. Blaine looks at Tyler with an thats okay look, but Tyler starts to turn red. Still embarrassed.

"No. Um. Its fine. i'm actually not hungry.." he heads to the door. "Thanks Blaine for the bed." he doesnt make eye contact with him.

"No problem." Tyler gives him a half smile, then quickly leaves.

"What was that about?" Sam asks.

"I dont know."

"Oh hey. What happened to your lip?"

Blaine feels it. It was a little swollen. "Tripped over something, and his my lip on my bed lastnight." he lied.

"Oh..." Sam continued eating. and it was awkward from there.