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The smell of drunk high schoolers and the noise from downstairs irritated Jared, if it wasn’t for his reputation him and Blaine could’ve kicked plenty of people out of the party. Both weren’t introverts in any means, but Blaine was a social butterfly. While Jared just wanted to be alone. Alone with Blaine, that is. Jared stared at the old country show on his tv, lying down in his bed with striped silk sheets and furry blankets. He sighed as the pattern of Blaine’s breathing against Jareds side calmed him. Jared put a hand out to reach Blaine’s face, He rubbed Blaine’s face and spoke, “You…” Blaine turned his head to look at Jared. His eyes always looked attractive to Blaine, but this close? He noticed it a lot more. “You look… good. That’s all…” Jared’s words hurt, Blaine knew he was embarrassed to compliment him but… blaine always did it so easily. Blaine doubted their dynamic for a second, asking Jared to elaborate. “What do you mean?” Jared shrugged and looked around the room. “You’re pretty… handsome.” He felt like he was about to choke on his own words. Blaine put his leg over Jared’s and snuggled up to him, so far it was clear what Blaine’s love language was. When Jared looked back into Blaine’s eyes he felt a pang of disbelief in his chest. Blaine scooted closer to his face, taking in the sight of Jared’s freckles and the smell of Juicy Coutore. He slowly closed his eyes the same pace as he got closer to Jared, their lips eventually touching. Jareds hand from Blaine’s face moved down to lightly massage his neck. As they kissed Blaine ignored his slightly chapped lips distracted by the feeling that Jared wouldn’t want to stop at just making out. Blaine ended the kiss as Jared backed away, “Are you sure you wanna do this Blaine?” “Do what? Kiss you? Yea… Jared. I like you— a lot.” Jared doubted Blaine’s words, they stung like wounds in his heart. Jared’s heart wasn’t broken of course it was far worse. The blonde had too much of an ego to see true love, he’d only had situation-ships before, nothing real. Only for looks. Now Blaine was sitting here in front of him proposing the idea he wanted Jared to love him back… Blaine didn’t only want Jared’s body but also his thoughts and feelings. Jared’s pain and irritation taunting him everyday. Blaine wanted to take it away, to comfort him like his parents never had. Protect him like a guard against his raging impulses. Please him like no amount of money could. He explained this to Jared, word for word. Jared started to believe him now as Blaine began to lay his hips softly on Jared’s own. As they kissed, Blaine moved lower with time letting Jared get adjusted, looking for signals. Blaine left spots on his neck to symbolize his affection, every one leaving a trace of Jared’s skin scent on his tongue. He couldn’t get enough of the smell which was a plus for Blaine considering his interests but also a plus for Jared, he knew as long as he kept himself clean Blaine would be all over him like a whore. Blaine kissed his shoulders, down to Jared’s chest where he then held one in his hand prodding at the center while flicking his tongue into the other. Making Jared Klimer’s moans hitch was never something he thought he could just pull off like that. So damn sensitive… better keep that in mind, Blaine thought. He unbuttoned Jared’s pants, one by one, working them off. As he discarded it to the side he noticed Jared’s boxers having a little trouble, twitching as if to tempt or even tease him. He palmed at Jared’s boner, he shivering as if a shock of passion flowed through his body, ending right at his cock of course.