Blaise had only apologized meaningfully to one person. On a mere fact of coincidence, that person was the only one within the room. Daphne had been the only one to hear a true one in his entire life, which had been back during their time in Hogwarts. This was only the second time. Other acquaintances hadn't heard an utter of anything of the sort. Anyone write down a unworthy sorry within their journals. It didn't mean anything unless the two were face to face. To him, it felt as though she tossed the apology back into his face. It was only in the tone of her voice that he gathered up that much. "Seeing that I don't apologize much for my actions, especially in a meaningful tone, you should understand and know that it's the truth," he replied, pursing his lips together and taking in a breath once again. The tension was greater than he had expected. As a little more grew between them, it was noticeable that the vien in his neck was throbbing. It wasn't out if irritation or a heightened feeling. No. It was because he had wanted to forget everything that happened and those who were responsiable for the best friends acting of the sort with each other.
As the conversation turned into what could have happened in the past, Blaise gritted his teeth slightly. He knew that he could have spoken about his heigthened attraction to his best friend long ago. In fact, it had been years since the spark first ignited into his chest. Did he honestly think that if he had spoken about what he had wanted years ago when he so called had a chance. "Really?" he asked, shaking his head seconds later. "Of course, if I spoke of having feelings for you since second year, everything would be completely different and we'd be in a situation that we would both be happy?" a slight pause came over him, keeping his eyes glued at Daphne's expression. He tried to peice together an image where it seemed as though things would work out. A sincerio, but it didn't seem possible. "You would have pushed yourself away from me just like each time we got close. You know you would. I know you would. Plus, I never hid that I enjoyed you as a whole."
Blaise remembered the times within Hogwarts that they found each other close, either snogging or shagging on any surface, moments later Daphne would find away to push him away. An arm's length was where he stayed for a short while, until they were in dire need of feeling that personal feeling. The right personal feeling that hit the spot. Just thinking about such actions made him yearn for her, allowing his eyes to trail down slightly to her lips. How he wished that he could press his lips upon her own in a way to make everything a million times better. However, that wasn't a choice. She would slap him across the face quicker than he would be able to utter the word quidditch. "Don't you think I thought about telling you? I never wanted to hurt you. Plus, you only have certain duties to uphold to because you honestly have a family. Mine have been quite dead," he added and shook his head slowly.
As the request slipped foward from his lips, he almost regretted even uttering the words. The ears streaming down Daphne's cheeks already made his heartache. If there was anyone that he never wanted to hurt, not even the slightest, it would be the woman before him. Everything seemed to happen at once. All the subjects seemed to attack them together by asking her choose. Just as she took a step backwards away from him, Blaise retailated with a step closer, wanting to wipe the tears that stained her beautiful face. "Love, I do have my dignity. We both know that I'm the other man. You can't blame me for wanting you all to myself," he replied, allowing himself to pause betwen his words again. Was it selfish for him to ask the sort from her? Of course, however, it was no where near as selfish she was being. "There's no way that Nikolas will ever love you the way I do. As much as I do. As long as I have." He couldn't believe that the tone of voice was a pleding one, which went along with her tone as well.