CTMEOY and GYOW

“Blaine, why do you–is that–” he gestured vaguely towards the dessert and Blaine froze, his jaw clinching and his eyes widening in panic.
“It’s nothing.” Blaine said quickly, as he rushed to blow it out and stuff it into the mini-fridge, “Just some pie–”
“It’s your birthday.” Kurt said slowly, quietly, latching his hand around Blaine’s wrist to stop him from putting it away. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“It–it doesn’t–it’s not important.” Blaine grumbled, looking completely horrified and embarrassed at what Kurt had walked in on. The fact that he was letting Kurt see anything of what he was feeling made Kurt hold on even tighter. He wasn’t going anywhere tonight.
NO BUT LIKE THIS IS THE WORST
but like how can GYOW be so mind-numbingly sexual, enough to turn me into a pile of goo, and then take a complete 180 and turn me into a sobbing mess?
like this is not ok
i remember starting this and it was before we got into any kind of real emotions from wither of them, other than horny, and now it’s just sjakldfgh SOBS