Sometimes he’s so broken and childlike that that all I want to do is hold him and tell him that everything’s going to be okay. Sometimes I do. Sometimes his hazel eyes fill with tears and it’s so heartbreaking that I vow to find a way to stop him from feeling that way ever again.

Sometimes I have to stop myself.

Because Blaine Anderson is many things, but weak is not one of them. He’s lived through so much - a family that doesn’t understand or accept him, a brutal attack for doing nothing but attending a dance with another boy, people giving him crap at McKinley just because he transferred from a school that was once their competition, Sebastian nearly blinding him…

Blaine is tough. And I have to remind myself that he’s the one who normally keeps me together when I feel like I’m falling apart. He’s the one who makes sure that I’m standing even when I don’t want to get back up. He’s stronger than I could ever imagine I’d be.

Me? I feel like I crumble so easily. But Blaine? He’s unbreakable.