Anonymous asked:
He helped you. Why does that make you mad?
Cause i told him not too, and he lied about doing it. i need a reason to be mad. anger is easier than pain.
Anonymous asked:
You shouldn't be mad at him for healing your hand.
its easier if im mad at him. i can if i want to.
Anonymous asked:
Hi. Are you mad at Blaine?
Not mad, well yes for the hand... but no i guess more heartbroken turning into rage. yeah a little. but whatever.
Blaine didn’t flinch when Jesse yelled at him. He’s proud of that much. “I didn’t heal it! I thought you did!” Blaine stayed calm but in his mind he grabbed desparately. “Do you think I’m stupid enough to mention your healed hand if I healed it? Especially since you’ve said no to me so many times?” He added in the puppy dog eyes for good measure but he wasn’t really sure if they would work on Jesse.
Jesse knew he was lying, lying through his teeth. "bull shit, bull shit. My hand was black and blue less than half an hour ago..my hand could not heal by then. you fixed it." Jesse half yelled half grumbled. He knew it was stupid that he was getting so upset over such a small issue, Blaine was just trying to help. But Jesse needed sometime to get mad at Blaine about, it was easier that way. The pain could turn to anger and he wouldn't have to think about Blaine in a positive light. That would just make him feel worse... his mind would drift to thoughts of him then he'd get the aches that followed. This way he could tell himself to hate Blaine, and the pain would lessen slightly. It wasn't fair to Blaine, but Jesse had to. To save him from himself.
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Jesse was in the library waiting for Blaine. Why did i do this again? He’s just gonna heal my hand and crap.. and i’m upset with him. Oh yeah i have a huge ass crush, maybe thats why? Get over it and yourself St. James. He’s with Hummel now, focus on things like that stupid…
Jesse was looking at the faraway landscape as he felt tingle in his injured hand, he dismissed, not thinking much of it. He hadn’t realized what Blaine had done. He thought he heard the sound of a shoe, so he spun around and Blaine quickly hid his wand, giving Jesse a awkward smile. Jesse just gave him a weird expression and motioned him with his left hand to come sit down.
Jesse took a deep breathe. He could do this. This would be good, it would help him get over the dark haired boy, right? He had the mantra in his head until he looked over at Blaine after he had sat down. His big puppy dog eyes were hit perfectly by the moonlight, his slightly ruffled hair was illuminated in certain spots. He didn’t have a huge smile on his lips, but he had a smile in his eyes. Jesse loved that, his eyes. They were just so… expressive. shitfuck. there goes my mantra.
Blaine breathed a small sigh of relief when Jesse didn’t even realize his healed hand. That’s just how legit a healer I am, Blaine thought to himself. Jesse had a weird expression on his face as they sat down and Blaine thought it best to end their near silence.
“So I really, really need help.” Blaine pulled out some of his best puppy dog eyes- all of Gryffindor House said they worked on pretty much everyone- and hoped Jesse didn’t realize his healed hand because Blaine really really needed help. With all the resistance Jesse had been putting up, Blaine figured Jesse would be gone within a few seconds of finding his healed hand.
“Okay, on what exactly.” He said quickly turning away from Blaine and to his book. He had to be careful not to look at Blaine to much. It would only make things worse for himself…Again he thought to himself about why he even agreed. This was not a good idea, only going to get my hopes up only to see them crash and burn next time Hummel’s sucking his face. I’m digging myself deeper. He ruffled through the pages, waiting for Blaine to answer.
“The properties of the ingredients used in the first ten potions.” Blaine flipped open his book, trailing his finger down the table of contents page, illustrating what he was talking about. He laughed. “And I honestly have very few ideas as to what that actually means.” He watched Jesse keep his eyes firmly down. That was… confusing.
“Well it’s quite simple actually,” he started, eyes glued at the table. “If the ingredient is a solid or a power, it takes the property of a base. If the ingredient is a liquid it is more acidic. Bases and acids neutralize so depending on what potion is given affects the ration between the two. Also, cutting, mashing, and juicing affects the concentration. If you add too much of one thing or two little, it effects the entire balance. Try to keep a balance…” he said all of this with out even looking at Blaine or a book, he was just carving his name into the wooden table with his wand. Feeling awkward he snuck a look at Blaine….Fuck that wasn’t a smart idea. He quickly looked away and went back to carving his name.. it was hard because he hadn’t realized his right hand had been healed so he used his left. He had actually became quite proficient at left handed wand work, but still not perfect yet.
Blaine tried to understand what Jesse was saying. He really did. But he still didn’t quite understand. “I hate you,” he said. Blaine groaned and fell forward onto the table. “I really really hate you.” Blaine ignored Jesse’s laughter and stared at the spot where Jesse had been carving his name. “Why are you still using your left?” Blaine feigned curiosity and going with innocent eyes. “Your hand looks healed.”
Jesse laughed at Blaine quietly, as much as he didn't want to, he couldn't help himself. As for Blaines potions skills, well i guess some just don't get it. Then Blaine mentioned his hand. He lifted the injured hand and unwrapped it, Blaine was right. It did look healed... too healed. It was not like that before he came down to the library. It was still pretty black and blue, and a bit yellow. Now the skin was all one color, the tan of his skin. His fingers weren't as fat and moved extremely easy. "YOU FUCKER." He said looking right at Blaine "YOU HEALED IT" Jesse resisted the puppy dog eyes, and sent back his own look that said. "you best explain this shit now."
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Jesse was in the library waiting for Blaine. Why did i do this again? He’s just gonna heal my hand and crap.. and i’m upset with him. Oh yeah i have a huge ass crush, maybe thats why? Get over it and yourself St. James. He’s with Hummel now, focus on things like that stupid…
Jesse was looking at the faraway landscape as he felt tingle in his injured hand, he dismissed, not thinking much of it. He hadn’t realized what Blaine had done. He thought he heard the sound of a shoe, so he spun around and Blaine quickly hid his wand, giving Jesse a awkward smile. Jesse just gave him a weird expression and motioned him with his left hand to come sit down.
Jesse took a deep breathe. He could do this. This would be good, it would help him get over the dark haired boy, right? He had the mantra in his head until he looked over at Blaine after he had sat down. His big puppy dog eyes were hit perfectly by the moonlight, his slightly ruffled hair was illuminated in certain spots. He didn’t have a huge smile on his lips, but he had a smile in his eyes. Jesse loved that, his eyes. They were just so… expressive. shitfuck. there goes my mantra.
Blaine breathed a small sigh of relief when Jesse didn’t even realize his healed hand. That’s just how legit a healer I am, Blaine thought to himself. Jesse had a weird expression on his face as they sat down and Blaine thought it best to end their near silence.
“So I really, really need help.” Blaine pulled out some of his best puppy dog eyes- all of Gryffindor House said they worked on pretty much everyone- and hoped Jesse didn’t realize his healed hand because Blaine really really needed help. With all the resistance Jesse had been putting up, Blaine figured Jesse would be gone within a few seconds of finding his healed hand.
“Okay, on what exactly.” He said quickly turning away from Blaine and to his book. He had to be careful not to look at Blaine to much. It would only make things worse for himself…Again he thought to himself about why he even agreed. This was not a good idea, only going to get my hopes up only to see them crash and burn next time Hummel’s sucking his face. I’m digging myself deeper. He ruffled through the pages, waiting for Blaine to answer.
“The properties of the ingredients used in the first ten potions.” Blaine flipped open his book, trailing his finger down the table of contents page, illustrating what he was talking about. He laughed. “And I honestly have very few ideas as to what that actually means.” He watched Jesse keep his eyes firmly down. That was… confusing.
"Well it's quite simple actually," he started, eyes glued at the table. "If the ingredient is a solid or a power, it takes the property of a base. If the ingredient is a liquid it is more acidic. Bases and acids neutralize so depending on what potion is given affects the ration between the two. Also, cutting, mashing, and juicing affects the concentration. If you add too much of one thing or two little, it effects the entire balance. Try to keep a balance..." he said all of this with out even looking at Blaine or a book, he was just carving his name into the wooden table with his wand. Feeling awkward he snuck a look at Blaine....Fuck that wasn't a smart idea. He quickly looked away and went back to carving his name.. it was hard because he hadn't realized his right hand had been healed so he used his left. He had actually became quite proficient at left handed wand work, but still not perfect yet.
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Jesse was in the library waiting for Blaine. Why did i do this again? He’s just gonna heal my hand and crap.. and i’m upset with him. Oh yeah i have a huge ass crush, maybe thats why? Get over it and yourself St. James. He’s with Hummel now, focus on things like that stupid…
Jesse was looking at the faraway landscape as he felt tingle in his injured hand, he dismissed, not thinking much of it. He hadn’t realized what Blaine had done. He thought he heard the sound of a shoe, so he spun around and Blaine quickly hid his wand, giving Jesse a awkward smile. Jesse just gave him a weird expression and motioned him with his left hand to come sit down.
Jesse took a deep breathe. He could do this. This would be good, it would help him get over the dark haired boy, right? He had the mantra in his head until he looked over at Blaine after he had sat down. His big puppy dog eyes were hit perfectly by the moonlight, his slightly ruffled hair was illuminated in certain spots. He didn’t have a huge smile on his lips, but he had a smile in his eyes. Jesse loved that, his eyes. They were just so… expressive. shitfuck. there goes my mantra.
Blaine breathed a small sigh of relief when Jesse didn’t even realize his healed hand. That’s just how legit a healer I am, Blaine thought to himself. Jesse had a weird expression on his face as they sat down and Blaine thought it best to end their near silence.
“So I really, really need help.” Blaine pulled out some of his best puppy dog eyes- all of Gryffindor House said they worked on pretty much everyone- and hoped Jesse didn’t realize his healed hand because Blaine really really needed help. With all the resistance Jesse had been putting up, Blaine figured Jesse would be gone within a few seconds of finding his healed hand.
"Okay, on what exactly." He said quickly turning away from Blaine and to his book. He had to be careful not to look at Blaine to much. It would only make things worse for himself...Again he thought to himself about why he even agreed. This was not a good idea, only going to get my hopes up only to see them crash and burn next time Hummel's sucking his face. I'm digging myself deeper. He ruffled through the pages, waiting for Blaine to answer.
Jesse was in the library waiting for Blaine. Why did i do this again? He’s just gonna heal my hand and crap.. and i’m upset with him. Oh yeah i have a huge ass crush, maybe thats why? Get over it and yourself St. James. He’s with Hummel now, focus on things like that stupid...
Jesse was looking at the faraway landscape as he felt tingle in his injured hand, he dismissed, not thinking much of it. He hadn't realized what Blaine had done. He thought he heard the sound of a shoe, so he spun around and Blaine quickly hid his wand, giving Jesse a awkward smile. Jesse just gave him a weird expression and motioned him with his left hand to come sit down.
Jesse took a deep breathe. He could do this. This would be good, it would help him get over the dark haired boy, right? He had the mantra in his head until he looked over at Blaine after he had sat down. His big puppy dog eyes were hit perfectly by the moonlight, his slightly ruffled hair was illuminated in certain spots. He didn't have a huge smile on his lips, but he had a smile in his eyes. Jesse loved that, his eyes. They were just so... expressive. shitfuck. there goes my mantra.
Jesse was in the library waiting for Blaine. Why did i do this again? He's just gonna heal my hand and crap.. and i'm upset with him. Oh yeah i have a huge ass crush, maybe thats why? Get over it and yourself St. James. He's with Hummel now, focus on things like that stupid ass rigded tournament. He was deep in thought, staring out the window, with the moonlight shining on his face. His old copy of Advanced Potions was sitting on the table.
I don't know... The library?
Okay
(Para?)
I, uh... the last time I was in the dungeons was uh... that thing.
Fine, where do you suggest?
Sure. Where?
Outside my common room, theres a bunch of empty dungeon class rooms.
I can't promise anything.
Fine, whatever. now?
Jesse, I need help with Potions.
I guess i can help you... but promise you wont fix my hand.
Good luck with that.
Feel no need to fix it, it will be fine.
We have classes together. Are you planning on skipping them all?
No... I will just arrange that you will not be able to get to me. Even if we are in the same room...
I will. The next time I see you Jesse St. James, I will heal that hand whether you like it or not.
Then i guess you won't see me. I'll avoid you. i was going to anyway.