#dappercriss

Blaine waits, sliding his hands into his pockets as he waits. His smile grows as The door opens to reveal his best friend, Rachel Berry, logically in her pajamas. He grimaces slightly and smiles apologetically, “Hey uh..sorry, I know it’s late, but I needed to talk to you.”

"It’s alright, Blaine, come on in," she says, yawning as she steps aside to let him in. "I’m just warning you, if you need advice, I’d take whatever I say with a grain of salt, because I’m exhausted," Rachel says as she closes the door behind Blaine before leading the way toward the kitchen. "I was going to make some tea?" she says in a questioning tone, raising an eyebrow as she turns to face him again.

Blaine follows after her, shrugging slightly at her question as he leans against the counter and keeps his hands in his pockets. “Sure, thank you,” he says with a small smile, watching as Rachel turned toward a cabinet to pull another mug out.

"So," she says as she puts more water into the teapot before setting it on her stove. Rachel walks over to her kitchen table and sits into her chair before looking back to Blaine with a raised eyebrow. "What can I help you with?" she asks with a smile, crossing one leg over the other as she turns full attention to Blaine.

Blaine bites the inside of his cheek, taking in a deep breath before walking towards the table as well. He takes the seat across from her and leans slightly on the table, folding his hands in front of him. “I um…I’ve been thinking a lot lately,” he begins, keeping his eyes down on the table in front of him. “I’ve been thinking about…back in high school when we kissed, and when we kissed a few weeks ago…and those other times,” he says, grimacing slightly at his wording, He sighs and rolls his eyes, “I’m sorry I’m being so ineloquent right now, but I’m just not sure what to say at all,” he admits, frowning slightly as he chances a look up at his best friend.

Rachel smiles lightly, reaching across the table to place her hands over Blaine’s, meeting his gaze. “Hey it’s okay, it’s just me. You can tell me anything. Just breathe…and go,” she says firmly.

Blaine relaxes immediately at her touch, and he takes in a deep breath at her command. “I’ve been realizing…that I don’t think I’m….gay,” he manages out after a few moments. Rachel’s eyebrows shoot up slightly in surprise, but before she can say anything Blaine continues. “I think I’m bisexual…no no that’s a lie, I know I’m bisexual, because all I’ve been thinking about the past few months is how badly I want to be with you,” he says firmly, staring directly into his best friend’s eyes, pleading her to understand. If she didn’t feel the same way, he could handle that. But he couldn’t handle her reacting the same way Kurt had when he was in high school. He couldn’t handle the condescending tone, and the lack of acceptance.

"You…" Rachel begins, her eyebrows furrowing together slightly in confusion as she tries to place herself into the situation Blaine’s words seem to paint. Blaine raises his eyebrows slightly as he waits for her to continue, and when she doesn’t he frowns as his eyebrows pull together in concern.

Blaine stands up to walk around the table, not dropping Rachel’s hands as he does so. “..Rach?” he asks in concern, crouching down slightly to look at her. He opens his mouth to speak again before suddenly he’s lips are met by hers. Rachel kisses him, and with only a seconds hesitation Blaine kisses her back, a hand immediately moving into her hair. He pulls back slightly, his eyebrows raising, “So that means..?”