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queerasglee2012-07-20 12:45 am
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"He'd grown up just like me, my boy was just like me."
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rockstarwarbler and zephyrnovotny
What: Long overdue... everything
Where: Novotny-Anderson Home, Pittsburgh
When: After THIS
Somewhere between the hospital and home, Blaine realised how tired he was. The emotional rollercoaster of the day had caught up with him, despite the impromptu nap with Kurt after lunch. He indulged in a big yawn when he let himself in the house and dumped his school bag behind the door. "Dad? I'm home!" he called out and took his blazer off to hang it on the coat rack. His shoes were kicked off next and he massaged the back of his neck, padding though the house towards the kitchen. He could smell dinner cooking, and he was only a little later than anticipated. Half an hour at the most, but that wasn't unusual for his doctor's appointments. It was hard to tell how long he would take, and this time, he had touched on some deep stuff with Dr Pearson.
Anti-depressants, though. How did Blaine go from getting a boyfriend to needing anti-depressants all in one day? It was tiring to think about, but even if he tried to go to bed now, his head would just be spinning. Plus, he promised to call Kurt before bed to say goodnight anyway. Between now and then, there was a lot he needed to face first, and suddenly, his stomach was doing somersaults with nerves about the impending conversation with his dad. He reflexively touched his lips with the tips of his fingers, remember how it felt kissing Kurt and it spurred him on to try to pluck up the courage here. It wasn't just about him and his dad anymore. In one fell swoop, Kurt was suddenly a huge portion of this whole thing. Blaine owed it to him as much as to himself and his dad to try to work this out.
rockstarwarbler and zephyrnovotnyWhat: Long overdue... everything
Where: Novotny-Anderson Home, Pittsburgh
When: After THIS
Somewhere between the hospital and home, Blaine realised how tired he was. The emotional rollercoaster of the day had caught up with him, despite the impromptu nap with Kurt after lunch. He indulged in a big yawn when he let himself in the house and dumped his school bag behind the door. "Dad? I'm home!" he called out and took his blazer off to hang it on the coat rack. His shoes were kicked off next and he massaged the back of his neck, padding though the house towards the kitchen. He could smell dinner cooking, and he was only a little later than anticipated. Half an hour at the most, but that wasn't unusual for his doctor's appointments. It was hard to tell how long he would take, and this time, he had touched on some deep stuff with Dr Pearson.
Anti-depressants, though. How did Blaine go from getting a boyfriend to needing anti-depressants all in one day? It was tiring to think about, but even if he tried to go to bed now, his head would just be spinning. Plus, he promised to call Kurt before bed to say goodnight anyway. Between now and then, there was a lot he needed to face first, and suddenly, his stomach was doing somersaults with nerves about the impending conversation with his dad. He reflexively touched his lips with the tips of his fingers, remember how it felt kissing Kurt and it spurred him on to try to pluck up the courage here. It wasn't just about him and his dad anymore. In one fell swoop, Kurt was suddenly a huge portion of this whole thing. Blaine owed it to him as much as to himself and his dad to try to work this out.