28/10/12 @ 07:38pm
Mike beamed with his mouth full of food, making him look like a little bit like a child, after Blaine placed a kiss on his cheek. After swallowing his food he reached over and placed his hand on Blaine’s. “I’m not meaning to be cheesy but it’s pretty clear that you are the best boyfriend,” he gestured to the half eaten meal in front of him with his free hand before squeezing Blaine’s hand and taking another drink. He licked the taste on his lips before taking another forkful in his mouth, still smiling, happy and satisfied.
Blaine shook his head, playing this game as well. “That’s what a best boyfriend usually says! And it’s one dinner, one out of many to come.” Blaine smiled, hinting that there was more to this than high school dating. He returned back to the kitchen, finally bringing in the main course. Placing it down on a mat and taking off his oven gloves, Blaine slunk back into his seat, taking another small sip from his glass.
“We’re both going to pig out and then get sleepy after this. I’m a really bad sleeper, I’m warning you in advance.” He could already tell the alcohol was warming up his face and he peered over his shoulder at the mess of plates and metal bowls and did not want to have anything to do with that until way later.
|Hey qtpie. Lookin' forward to RULING THE SCHOOL this year??||◤||
You know it! I think this will be the year where none of the members will get harassed in any way!
(and thus Blaine jinxed everyone this year lol)
sfasdfa sorry for basically dying but it was because i was legitimately dying
but i’m back! ;w;
“Shh shh it’s perfect, okay.” Mike said with a grin as he looked at the food on the table in front of him. He breathed in heavily, taking in the wonderful smell. “I had no idea that you could cook like this.” He didn’t hide his impressed tone as he lightly pressed his glass against Blaine’s before taking a small sip of the drink. He smacked his lips together, pleased with the taste, and began eating. He couldn’t help but show how pleased he was with the meal through small moans and licking his lips repeatedly. Mike paused after his first few bites and smiled over at Blaine. “This makes my failed attempt at making chocolate cake even more pitiable.” He admitted with a small, shy smile.
“To be honest, I didn’t think I could as well!” Blaine laughed at his fork skewered a vegetable. He took a bite but couldn’t focus on the taste as he was far too engrossed by Mike’s (almost wanton?) reaction. Blaine decided that all the advice he read in magazines on how to please a man were wrong. Cosmo was a dirty liar because the best way to anyone’s heart was food. And boy, could Blaine cook. He grinned proudly as he took another sip, feeling like he had won a medal.
Blaine shook his head, remembering the touching gesture by Mike a few months back. “No, not pitiable. More like, you say you can’t cook but you decide to overcome it and make it anyway. That proves that you’re the best boyfriend.” Blaine answered, warmth tingling in his cheeks. He leaned over and kissed Mike on the cheek just because Mike’s expression was definitely adorable.
Mike watched with wide eyes as Blaine showed him around his well prepared dinner. He let out a long breath before responding, keeping his expression aloof before breaking into a smile, “I think this is awesome, and I think you’re adorable.” His smile grew into a teasing grin. “This is really well thought out,” he sat up and breathed in the scent of the food that was still cooking and sighed happily. “I can’t wait, is there anything you want me to do? I can open that bottle foryou?” He held in a chuckle as he eyed the champagne. It was pretty cheesy that Blaine thought of it, but it was also pretty much perfect.
Blaine beamed, happy that his plans pleased its intended party. “Sure, here take this.” He passed the bottle to Mike as well as a corkscrew. Fetching two glasses from the cabinets he laid them down on the table, waiting expectantly. “But that’s all you’re doing tonight! I invited you for dinner, after all.” Blaine said with false bossiness.
“I know it’s not extravagant compared to a nice restaurant but I kind of wanted to do something for you, you know?” Blaine explained as he laid down more plates. He kept his gaze fixated on Mike as he put down the pilaf and vegetables, hoping that the food looked tempting. He then took his seat, ready to raise his glass in a toast once it was full.
17/08/12 @ 12:25am
■ Ooc: hope I haven't gotten rusty from my absence
Everything was packed in neat boxes. Thanks to his mother’s need to label everything he knew what was in each box. It was very overwhelming to look at his room with nothing but boxes surrounding a barren bed and desk. He knew it was a good thing that he and Blaine had scheduled a date or else he would find himself unpacking everything and staying in his bedroom forever, the nerves were really starting to get to him and Blaine was the only cure to the unforgiving churning in his stomach. He called out a goodbye to his parents, reminding them that he would probably be out for a while and that they didn’t need to wait up, and flew out of the door, his jacket waving behind him as he slid it on and made his way to his car.
He was feeling more at ease as he got closer to Blaine’s house. He was hopeful that that night could be just about them and not about the foreboding future that would probably end in failure and embarrassment. (Mike’s thoughts were a little dramatic.) He breathed a heavy sigh of relief as he jogged up the entrance of the Anderson residence. He knocked and grinned happily, bobbing back and forward on the heels of his feet as he waited for someone to answer the door.
He thought he wasn’t doing so bad as he flicked his wrist, the motion gently moving the pan as he sauteed vegetables. The oven timer read twenty minutes to go and Blaine felt a sense of accomplishment as the onions, garlic, carrots, and bell peppers began to soften and emit a sweet aroma. The asparagus and potatoes were already roasted, plated, and waited to be dined upon as they sat underneath a dish cover. Blaine had to admit, maybe his mother’s insistence that he take some cooking classes wasn’t just parental overprotectiveness. She thought it would be beneficial for him to at least know how to feed himself when he was to be out on his own, but she was surprised by his knack for cooking. Even he was too.
Blaine hummed as he transferred his vegetable sautee onto a plate with saffron rice. The bright yellow of the saffron caught his eye well but something felt missing. Promptly he dug into the fridge and snapped off two sprigs of parsley and dropped them on the center and cracked some black pepper on top. Now that was good enough to eat! He suppressed a grin knowing that he wouldn’t be able to eat like this in college, but his motivation wasn’t cooking for himself. Blaine wanted to cook for someone else.
The doorbell went off and he beamed, already washing his hands and setting a covered skillet on the side to low heat. He basically dashed his way to the front door, opening the door as fast (but not too fast!) as he could. “Hi,” he said casually, trying to give the impression of being aloof but couldn’t hold it. Instead Blaine laughed and wrapped his arms around Mike in a tight lingering hug. “Hey you. I missed you! Come on, your dining experience of a lifetime awaits you!” Blaine rested his hands on Mike, guiding him towards the kitchen.
Blaine was wearing simple clothes of polo and capris, needing to move about in the kitchen without trouble. He didn’t bother with one of his iconic bowties either and went sans hairgel because he knew Michael liked it. However he wouldn’t admit that and stated that the heat messed up his gel as he seated Mike at the table with a small baked cheese platter. “Main course is done in ten minutes, so while we wait…” He showed his trump card from behind his back, displaying the bottle of chilled champagne. “Bubbly for a special event, what do you say?”
How is everyone? This summer has gone by so fast, I can’t believe it’s almost done. A lot of you will be going off to school, I’ll be sending out new college and internship applications…
It’s so weird.
I’m basically going to be missing all the seniors for a while. :( But I’ll make sure we do our best and win Nationals again! I’m excited. :)
10/08/12 @ 10:54pm
|text: Too busy hanging out with your new boyfriend Mik?!||◤||