Blaine.

Blaine walked through the halls of his dormitory; a winning smile plastered brightly on his face, and weaved through the dozens of navy and red blazers, careful not to spill a drop of the coffee in his hand. He turned quickly when he entered the library, eyes scanning everywhere for his boyfriend, he spotted him, curled up in the non-fiction section, face buried deep in a book.

"Hey you" Blaine said as he dropped down next to Jeremiah, kissing him on the cheek.

Jeremiah looked up from his book unenthusiastically, "Oh, hey Blaine."

"Whatcha workin on?"

"Well my vile history teacher is making us write a 20 page paper on the rise and fall of Adolf Hitler so I'm trying to collect information." Jeremiah replied, flipping a page.

"Well, here." Blaine said holding out the coffee he got him and scooting closer, "let me help you. We just finished learning about Hitler in my class and I actually know quite a lot!" He replied cheerily.

Jeremiah made a face. "Are you deranged?" he spat, "You know I'm trying to eat healthier. Coffee is the LAST thing I would want right now. And as for your help, I highly doubt that your small brain will be of any assistance. This is an AP course Blaine, and whatever your joke of a teacher teaches you in regular history will probably only lower my grade and waste my time." Blaine's face fell, he hated when Jeremiah was in these moods.

"I'm sorry Jer I was only trying to help.."

"Well if you really want to help you'll leave me alone. I need to try and learn as much as I can in as little time as possible and you being here is nothing but a distraction." Jeremiah shot at him, grabbing the book and walking to the other side of the library, leaving Blaine on the ground with the lukewarm coffee. He sighed grabbing the drink and quickly exiting the room. Once outside, he pulled out his phone and sent a text to Jeremiah.

I'm sorry babe, I'll leave you alone for awhile. Good luck! Let me know if you need anything, I love you!

Blaine stayed standing there for afew minutes, staring at the message and hoping he'd reply. After ten minutes of nothing, Blaine's heart sank. He put his phone back in his pocket and tossed the coffee in the garbage, walking back to his dorm slightly defeated.