“Okay, okay. Jesus, would it kill you to wait?” he fires back. His words are lost in the wind because as cheesy as it is to say, he takes my breath away. Yeah, it’s gross as fuck, but that’s exactly what happens. Blaine looks incredible, hot as hell in his fitted black tux and slicked-back blond hair as he storms angrily down the stairs. The rage in his eyes just makes him look even better, all worked up and flustered, just the way I like him.
