Spin-off/seguito di Leonard Karofsky-Hummel Vs. The World.
Genere: Introspettivo.
Pairing: Blaine/OMC.
Rating: PG-13.
AVVERTIMENTI: OC, Slash, Angst, (triplo) Drabble.
- "While he looks at Cody – his elegant profile so clear against the night sky, his pale skin almost glowing in the dark, radiating from the lights of the street, though they seem so distant now – Blaine can’t help but think that what makes him so different from Leo is also what makes them so similar."
Note: Scritta per il Carnevale delle Lande su prompt Somiglianze.
Genere: Introspettivo.
Pairing: Blaine/OMC.
Rating: PG-13.
AVVERTIMENTI: OC, Slash, Angst, (triplo) Drabble.
- "While he looks at Cody – his elegant profile so clear against the night sky, his pale skin almost glowing in the dark, radiating from the lights of the street, though they seem so distant now – Blaine can’t help but think that what makes him so different from Leo is also what makes them so similar."
Note: Scritta per il Carnevale delle Lande su prompt Somiglianze.
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WHAT MAKES THEM DIFFERENT, MAKES THEM THE SAME
While he looks at Cody – his elegant profile so clear against the night sky, his pale skin almost glowing in the dark, radiating from the lights of the street, though they seem so distant now – Blaine can’t help but think that what makes him so different from Leo is also what makes them so similar. So painfully similar that he barely manages to look away from him.
Cody doesn’t know, he probably doesn’t even imagine, how good and at the same time how bad looking at him makes Blaine feel. It’s not just the fact that he and Leo share the same age, it’s not only that they’ve got similar eyes – shiny and blue and looking at the world with that sort of fragile strength that makes them shimmer like diamonds – or similar ways to talk, it’s not that they’re basically the same height and that, despite some minor differences, their bodies look the same. It’s not only that, it’s something deeper.
It’s what of Leo remains on Cody that makes them look so much alike. Every trace stuck on Cody’s skin, between his fingers, in the sweet smell of his hair, in the taste of his mouth.
Sometimes, especially when they’re alone and in silence, when Blaine can’t hear Cody talk and be painfully reminded that he is not the boy he keeps looking for in every man he uses and then throws away, Blaine can keep his eyes half-closed as he looks at him, and then their images overlap, they morph into the same person, and it gets confusing, because then Blaine doesn’t know anymore if he wants Cody for Cody or for how Cody makes him feel, but it feels good, too good to give up on it.
Blaine never can. He never could. He keeps looking at Cody, seeing Leo and wanting something else. But he never tells.
Cody, after all, already knows.