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“Yeah, sounds like it was GREAT.” And Elliott’s voice couldn’t help but LACK it’s usual tone of playful flair, instead a little flat. A little PISSED OFF. He had ISSUES when it came to being just a little too possessive to be considered healthy, if it was the band or SCHOOL SPIRIT or a hundred over things, he had a habit. 

And having Blaine, a PARTNER, coming home with lipstick over him? Elliott’s true colours were showing strong, and perhaps they were more JEALOUS than pretty. 

An inked hand raked through his hair, tugging at faux dark roots sharply, before he was turning on his heel back to face Blaine, trying hard not to let THIS become an issue. 

The summer had been a great one, but it was soon coming toan end. Nina was spending all the time she could with her friends and familybefore she had to leave again for college. She always tried to spend the mosttime with Benny. It was going to be hard to keep up a relationship when theywere on opposite coast, but it was something she wanted. This wasn’t a summertime fling for her. No one had ever made her feel like this. She wasn’t sure the seriousness of their relationshipmostly because neither wanted to talk about it. Right now they were more aboutbeing in the moment and spending time together than thinking about anythingthat reminded them she would be leaving for California soon.

It had been a fun night full of dancing and laughs. They hadgone to the club with Usnavi and Vanessa. It ended much better tonight than itdid the first night they had all gone back in July. Despite the way that nightstared, it had ended up being a special night. Tonight seemed like it could beone as well. With a little over a week before she went back, she had to makethe most of her time.

Nina was walking back with Benny to his apartment. Vanessaand Usnavi went to catch the A train to go back to her place. Her parents wereunder the assumption that she would stay at Vanessa’s and they didn’t need to knowshe wasn’t. Nina and Benny made their way inside and were standing on the fireescape looking at the stars. It was one of her favorite places. She was sodistracted by the night and sounds of the city that she didn’t catch what Bennysaid. When she turned to look at him, he repeated himself and it stunned herfor a moment. That wasn’t exactly something she would expect to hear him say,but it made her smile and her heart skip a beat. They might not have beentogether long, but she felt the same way. “I’m in love with you too.”

“Who said ‘HOT MESS’ is a BAD thing?” Elliott responded, grin tugging at his features as he gave Blaine another once over, this time more in consideration than judgement. 

“Just...” Okay, NO, there wasn’t a way to make that pristine. No way in hell. 

Wedding planning was never easy. There were so many detailsthat she had no clue went into a wedding. Also, there was the fact that so manypeople were giving her “suggestions” about things she should have or do.It was enough to make her scream. It was very stressful to say the least and toomuch stress wasn’t something Nina handled very well. There were too manydecisions. The only thing she was certain about was that she was ready tobe married to the man of her dreams.

Nina placed her head in her hands in frustration and if oncue, Benny walked in the door. He sat next to her and gently rubbed her back asshe explained what was going on. Benny had let her decide most of the weddingthings because in his words it was her day and he was just happy to be marryingher. That didn’t help her decide. It was his day too and she needed help. Whilehe said he would like a few things, he had mostly let her take the lead. She hadreached her point and needed his help to decided things. “Please? I need help.It’s your wedding too. I can’t do it alone. I need some of your input. I knowyou want certain things. Can we please compromise?” she asked him with a puppydog expression that typically made him cave. He smiled and before replying, “I’ll meet you halfway.” She smiled brightly at him and gave him aquick kiss. “Thank you. You’re the best! Okay let start with picking the venue.”

Steps falter, and Elliott becomes acutely aware that his joke did NOT go down well. 

He had found the idea simply hysterical - him? Straight? How fucking stupid would anyone to believe that? 

He might flirt with women, he might enjoy dancing with them and even giving the occasional kiss, but his heart always belonged to men.

Belonged to BLAINE, right now - mad or not. 

Ingrid was...well, a somewhat PROTECTIVE mother. She’d got worse - far worse - since Elliott, her dear, darling little Eli, left for New York City. Or more, after what happened before he’d gone. 

Of course he had to fly the nest one day, and he was a big boy who could look after himself, but she was his MOTHER. She had to keep him safe, in her own way. 

Which is why she all but INSISTED that, when he next came down to visit, he brought that lovely new partner he was talking about. She wanted to meet Blaine, to talk to him - to warn him that, if he hurt her baby Sternchen, she would END HIM. 

Nobody would even find the body.

“Eli, Sternchen, why don’t you go and get you two's things? I’ll show him around.” Barely five minutes into them arriving to the flat, the hello hugs for her boy barely passed, before that stern, disapproving eye was turning to Blaine, waiting for the tell-tale CLICK of the flat door to shut behind Elliott before she DARED say a word.