a man loves a man

“you are totally breaking my concentration right now.”

“i can’t help that you can hear me coming in, i was trying to be quiet.”

“yeah..i love cock.” blaine grinned. “aw, thank you. i have that affect on a lot of people. i think it’s because i’m a ball of sunshine. or at least, that’s what tina says.” he shrugged. “aw thank you. i mean my ass gets tapped every night, but my talent lays undiscovered. you’re an amazing friend you know that? letting me sing with you is really cool. wow thank you so much! i love my ass, it’s my favourite part of me.”

jamal broke into laughter. “you don’t say.”, jamal said with a smirk. either blaine was completely wasted or he was making a pun, either way it was incredibly funny to jamal. he nodded to the beat of the music as his laughter died out. “yeah- what are friends for right?...”

“Avoiding you? You’re the last person I’d think to avoid. Sorry, I’ve just been….preoccupied. Friend drama, family drama, stuff like that.”

“Sounds like you can use a break. I found you just in time.”

blaine instinctively moved into the touch, mostly to keep himself upright and partly through jitters and the need to be protected. blaine was a good boxer and could hold his own, but not when he was drunk. he was far too sloppy. “’course i’m cute. i’m adorable, it’s how i get my own way so much.” he laughed and sighed happily. “you know, you’re a great guy and a great singer. such a beautiful voice.” 

jamal pulled blaine closer into him, leaning his mouth closer to the other’s ear. mostly to talk over the music. mostly. “woah, drunk blaine is cocky. you’re right tho. you could probably bat your eyes and get whatever you want from me.” the liquor was bringing out a lot of truth. “nothing compared to yours. you are truly an untapped star in the making. you’ve got it all, the look, the attitude, the voice. heck, you’ve even got a superstar butt.”, he added in quickly.

“Jamal? Hey man, I haven’t seen you since the last time we spoke.” Ben grinned, lowering the weapon.

Jamal nodded his head, “Yeah. I was starting to think you’ve been avoiding me out here.”, he said putting his hands up as he approached. 

“Hate to bother you but uh, you mind moving out of the way? I’m trying to hit the target on that tree and I don’t want to accidentally shoot you.”

“i do enjoy not having an arrow through my heart.”, turning around to face the other with a smile.

“it’s brilliant, bro! the base is jumping!” blaine jumped up and down to illustrate his point. blaine looked at him and smiled slightly. “people always say i’m cute. i’m ever cuter when i pout. i have this whole adorable puppy thing going on, it’s how i get my own way a lot.” blaine pouted at the boy to illustrate his point. 

jamal’s glazed eyes were following the boys’ words and motion to his lips. a bump in the crowd causing his arms to rest protectively around blaine to keep them up right instinctively. “i must admit you’re right. you only get cuter, don’t you?”

“right, follow me. and i’ll sort out why nobody else came to sort you out.”

“right away.”, jamal nodded as he followed the blonde through the tv studio. “it’s not problem really. im just excited to be here.”, he said with a smile.

“—i’m so sorry! i’ll get someone to show you where you’re meant to be.”

“hey don’t even worry about it, you’re the first person to approach me. do you know where the green room is?”

“this club is so dope.” blaine laughed at his own words, clutching onto the other for support. “i sound like a college frat.” what he thought was a manly chuckle really came out as nothing more than a giggle. “damn that guy over there is so damn…tall. and i’m so very small. man my genes suck.” he frowned before downing a drink he didn’t remember getting.

jamal couldn’t stop himself from bursting out in laughter at the boy’s current state. “i told you this place was great.”, he wasn’t sure if it was the music or the lighting or the alcohol going to his head, but he hadn’t noticed how many times he had eyed blaine.·“they don’t suck.” he shook his head more than he probably would in a sober state.·“you’re very cute.”

“I’ve been playing bass for six hundred years. I’m not about to audition.”

“I’m going to ignore the sarcasm for your music’s sake. It’s a professional single. Everyone who works on it has to audition.”