no regrets, just love

Yes, I think singing once in a while is healthy for practicing, but overdoing can be a bit troublesome.  How are you doing?

Very true. I'm doing well! How about you?

Singing is so much fun though. Sorry about your voice though.

Not to worry, I didn't actually lose it. And you're right, it is very fun.

Now, now, don’t go overdoing it, Blaine.  We need your voice for Glee club, you know.  

I know, I know. I'll try to tone down the free time singing a bit.

Don’t let Rachel hear you saying something like that. You’ll be on the receiving end of one of the longest lectures of your life.

Oh, don't worry. We'll keep it on the down low from Rachel.

Don’t call me cute.

Try and stop me.

Oh. It’s just- weird, you know? I’ve never been one for relationships.

I understand. It's kind of cute, though. I mean, seeing you so fond of someone like that.

Shut up. I don’t know. Maybe I’m just too caught up with everybody having a significant other, but she’s sweet and attractive, and I can’t fucking stop thinking about her. 

Well... alright, I'm totally breaking the best friend rules by saying this, but Marley told me a few months ago that she liked you, too. I don't know if she still does... she's been getting kind of involved with this guy named Jake and he just seems like trouble to me.

I’m confident in myself, what can I say? 

You realize how non-threatening you actually sound to me, right? But anyways... you like Marley? ...I have to admit I never figured you'd like someone like her.

Give it a little time, Blaine. Speaking of crushes- what do you think of Marley?

You're so sure, aren't you? Marley's one of my best friends and she's a lovely girl. Why?

You know, when you’re twelve years old, and you think the whole world practically revolves around the person you like at the time. 

Oh. Yeah, I guess so. I guess I just got a little confused because I don't believe I've ever had a crush on you.

I hope no one misses us today in school

Happy anniversary to you two!

Just as long as you don’t harbour any puppy crushes on me. 

What?

At least we have one thing in common. Blaine, come on, what are we? Twelve?

Rude. Twelve years old was so three years ago. Literally.

I’ve missed hearing about your personal life, even if it does mostly revolve around your boyfriend. God, Anderson, you’re turning me into a girl. Before you know it, there could be nail polish and pillow fights involved. 

Oh. Is that a bad thing? Come on now, we're boys. Totally better than girls. I might have to say no to the nail polish, but the pillow fights don't sound so terrible.

I’m sorry, Blaine. I don’t really know what to say, but hopefully you guys will work it out. I mean, both of you eventually always make up. 

You don't have to say anything. It's just nice to have a best friend to confide in occasionally. I know we do and I hope that's the case here, but I guess we'll see.