This one comes from this post, but it’s not necessary to see it
even though all of you probably already have
“Rach, are you sure he’s going to treat you right this time?” Blaine said as he parked the car in the McKinley parking lot. “I mean, you were a wreck over him last year. How do you know you can trust him?”
“I just do,” Rachel said as she hopped out of the car, “Just trust me Blaine, okay? He’s not going to hurt me this time.” She pressed a kiss to her brother’s cheek as he joined her side, the two making their way towards the school. “But it’s sweet that you’re so worried.”
Blaine just shrugged, turning to face his locker and turning the lock. “I’m just concerned,” he said as he placed his coat in the locker.
“Again, it’s sweet,” Rachel replied, gathering up her books and closing her locker. “Now I’m off to class. Don’t get into trouble, alright?”
Blaine chuckled and nodded as he made his way towards the gym. He had PE first hour – something he deemed extremely unfortunate.
However, one Finn Hudson also had it first hour, which would mean that it was a very opportune time for Blaine to do some interrogating.
“Meet me in the weight room after class,” Blaine said as he walked by Finn. Finn looked confused for a moment but then shrugged it off.
The period buzzed by, as it usually did, Blaine losing track of time whilst boxing.
“Hey man, you wanted to see me?” Finn said as he walked into the room. “Without boxing gloves, I hope,” he added, eyeing Blaine’s hands cautiously.
Blaine knew he probably looked angry, but that’s just what happened when he was boxing. “For Fight Club,” he explained, “Don’t say I told you that.”
Finn nodded, and Blaine continued. “I’d like to know what your attentions with my sister are.”
Finn looked confused, so Blaine went on. “Look, last year she spent countless nights in her room blasting Adele and crying over you. I need to know that you care about her and would never hurt her.” Blaine paused and turned to Finn, giving him a serious look. “Because even if she is a pain in the ass sometimes, she’s still my older sister and my best friend and if you ever hurt her I’ll have no choice but to kill you.”
Finn, in any other circumstance, would have chuckled because Blaine was like half his size. But he was so serious that even Finn knew he wasn’t joking. “Blaine, I have no intention of hurting Rachel ever. She’s the best thing to happen to me and I plan on holding on to her – us – as long as I can.” Finn paused and looked at Blaine. His expression was unreadable, so Finn went on. “I don’t know what I can do to –”
“Finn,” Blaine stopped him with a chuckle, “It’s fine. It’s okay. I believe you.”
Finn nodded and felt the worry wash out of him. But then something else hit him, realization showing on his face.
“Speaking of relationships,” Finn said after a moment, “What are your feelings towards Kurt?”
“I – excuse me?” Blaine asked, taken aback.
“Well if you can get up in my business about your sister, I can get up in your about my brother,” Finn answered, and yeah, okay, maybe he did have a point but this was not something Blaine wanted to talk about with Finn of all people.
“I really don’t think that’s your business,” Blaine scoffed.
Finn sighed. “Look, Kurt’s fragile,” Finn said. “He’s gone through a lot, and a lot of people have hurt him.”
Blaine didn’t move, didn’t respond, didn’t do anything except listen.
“But he acts different when he’s around you. Like he trusts you.” Finn paused, gauging Blaine’s expression. “What I’m saying is – don’t mess with his feelings. If he likes you – which I think he might – and you’re just playing him, he’ll be crushed.”
“I’m not just playing him,” Blaine whispered, where he got the courage from he had no idea. “I’m not.”
Finn nodded. “I didn’t think you were,” he said. “But I had to be sure.” Finn nodded again and went to make his way out of the room.
“Wait!” Blaine called just before he shut the door behind him. Finn turned around and looked back at Blaine. “What did you mean when you said he might like me?”
Finn grinned once before turning back around. “I’ll leave that one for you to figure out,” he yelled as the door closed.
Blaine groaned and punched the punching bag one more time. He didn’t understand why these things had to be so difficult.