Meanwhile, at the warehouse....

[mediumdrip]

Who: Tim and Blaine (Red Robin and The Warbler)
When: Tonight, after Tim's patrol
Where: Teen Titan's Warehouse, Control Room
Summary: Blaine doesn't want to keep any more secrets from Kurt. He asks Tim for advise on how to tell his new fiance that he's a Teen Titan.
Warnings: None yet.


The night was ending. One by one, Blaine guided the Teen Titans safely away from the Darkness. As all of them made it home or to their destinations in one piece, Blaine started to shut down a lot of the night's systems. There were still the ones that ran during the day but to save energy he powered down the ones that they used during the most dangerous times. It made the room quieter as the buzzing of those machines died away.

Red Robin was almost done with his patrol. Blaine moved to make some coffee as he waited for Tim to appear. He had something he wanted to talk to his friend about, and now that they had survived another night of patrolling it was as good a time as any.

It might delay his return to Kurt, but he could be patient. This was important.

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Blaine really didn't want to think about how things were for him back home. He was alone, miserable and guilty. He had ruined the best thing he had ever been given. He was stuck in a place that reminded him of Kurt every second.

Here he had a place, he was being useful, he was getting married. "It doesn't matter. The important things is that we are here, and that we're together. It helps a bit that we have people like you in our lives too."

[theshortestbird]

He cleared his throat. "So, before the wedding? Did you guys pick a date yet?"

Tim looked down at the stitching, giving a nod of approval, too. "You did a good job. You're getting better at stitching... it's a pretty useful skill."

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"Kurt wanted a Christmas wedding, but I think we're going to aim for a couple months out. It's going to be a bit of a crunch either way." He smiled a bit at the compliment over his stitching.

[theshortestbird]

Tim laughed. "A Christmas wedding... unless you mean next Christmas..." He smiled, rolling his shoulders. It held, so Blaine was definitely learning. Tim got up from the chair, rolling down his sleeve.

"It won't be too bad. Closer to spring means it'll be nicer, and you can have it outside with the weather? Or it could be something nice for the new year."

[mediumdrip]

"It will be a good way to bring in the new year, something like a new beginning?"

[theshortestbird]

"Yeah, exactly. Put everything that happened this past year in the past, and consider this the true start over. You're already leaving it in the past, just make it official," Tim nodded.

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Blaine nodded. "Sounds like the perfect plan."

[theshortestbird]

He nods. "Okay. Wedding is months from now, giving everyone enough time. You're going to have Kurt come here and tell him what's going on, which you'll let me know how it goes, and if you want me here during it or not. Or if he wants to talk to Red Robin. And we'll... take it one step at a time, from there."

[mediumdrip]

Blaine nods as well. "Perfect. For now, do you need anything else for that?" he gestures towards the wound.

[theshortestbird]

"No, it's okay. I'll put a bandage over it, should be healed in a week or so. This isn't the worst thing that's ever happened," Tim grinned. "Do you want to take off? It's late."

[mediumdrip]

"Yeah. I could use some shut eye before I have to be at the club." He stretched a bit. "Call me if you need anything?"

[theshortestbird]

"Will do. I'll be here, I have a few things I need to do," He gave a salute with a smile. "Sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite."