RP: I didn't realise Kermit was sad until the scene started. You've been warned! Who: Blaise and Kermit When: Wednesday night, 29th March 2009 Where: Out in the garden at the Zabini house What: Kermit's actually feeling a little bit insecure. Warnings: Sad!Kermit
He was feeling a bit funny, honestly. He didn't know if this was normal for relationships, given that Blaise was the first he'd had since he was a teenager. The thing of it was that his mother had been talking to him on the phone that morning as she'd been doing the washing up. She'd asked how things were going with the boy and he'd told her what she needed to know. And she'd asked if Blaise had told him he loved him yet. And he'd said no because he hadn't and Kermit, well, he'd not been too bothered.
And then she'd tsk'ed and moved on as though she'd never asked the question to begin with.
And then Kermit had got to thinking about it. It had probably been a mistake to think on it, given that thinking wasn't something the Beater did all that often. Because although Blaise had only ever acted as though he loved him, he could only wonder that he'd not said it. And then he'd worried that he had somehow trapped him into this relationship, and wasn't that the reason why he'd not asked him to move in? Maybe Blaise was just too kind to say no, but he didn't want to put a stamp on his fate by getting the Irishman to move in.
And Kermit probably shouldn't have thought at all because it had made him cry and it was a saving grace, at least, that he'd worn waterproof mascara that day, though he couldn't say the same for his liner which smudged the backs of his hands now where he'd wiped at his eyes. It was stupid and he was fairly sure, too, that he was stupid.