Kaltxì ‘eylan! Sam Evans at your service,
but you can call me Sammy.
paras || texts || asks I love astronomy. Something about all that space makes my problem seem kind of small.
Blaine: Haven't had time, what with school and all. Shame, really.
Blaine: To be frank, I don't like it here. I don't fit in, not that I'd want to. The work sucks and so do most of the people. But, whatever. I suppose it's the only place I can really go to, now.
Sam: Really. You should try to make time or something.
Sam: /Most/ of the people, but there are some nice ones. I guess so though. Least we don't have that long till we're gone?
Blaine: Sam. I can't.. it's not fair. To my.. whatever he is.
Blaine: I like you. A lot. And it's not fair, on me, or on him, or on you. It's not my fault that I literally cannot stop thinking about you. It's not fair that /all/ I want to do is see you but I can't. I really really can't. You're still confused and .. fuck, now you're confusing me.
Blaine: Let's just.. talk later, or something. I can't.. I need to.. take a walk. Or something.
Sam: Right. Of course. It shouldn't have happened. I'm sorry.
Sam: I like you too, Blaine. I know you probably don't want to hear it, but I do. I /am/ confused, but I know that much.
Sam: If you're sure? We don't have to talk about this. We can talk about the weather or something.
Blaine: What I said to you. Before. About me liking you. I meant it, but. Can we drop it? I was drunk. I'm seeing someone. I shouldn't have said that.
Blaine: Yeah.. yeah. Good plan. Just.. let's not not talk again. It's important that you feel you can talk to me about this. Even if I sort of fucked it up, but nevertheless. It's impossible to do this alone. Sort of learned that the hard way.
Sam: Oh. Okay...
Sam: I'm still sorry, Blaine. If you ever need me again, I'll be there. I won't pull away.
Sam: I'm glad that we're going to be friends again. We are, right?
Blaine: It takes time. I didn't exactly go about coming out in the best way, but I suppose people here will be more understanding. There's always going to be idiots who think that it's wrong or some bullshit like that, but ignore them. I'll be here for you.
Sam: Of course it matters. What did you mean?
Sam: Thank you, Blaine. I don't know when I'll be ready, but I'll try to be more myself, I guess?
Blaine: Yeah.. I know. But, still. Your first kiss with a guy should've been better than that.
Blaine: I just feel bad. Especially because I'm sort of kind of seeing this guy, but .. it's not like a thing. If you know what I mean. It just.. shouldn't have happened. I'm sorry.
Sam: And how did your first kiss with a guy happen?
Sam: Right. You mentioned that. Well you might've wished it didn't happen, but I'm glad it did. Don't be sorry, alright? Even if I'm confused about it, it still cleared some things up for me. I don't want to think about them, but least I know now or at least I think I do.
