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Blaine stands underneath the shower spray and lets the warm water run down his skin, lets it wash away the night’s memories, the hot fingerprints burned into his skin, the wet shine of messy kisses. I should’ve known better, he thinks, and then he adds, how did I not know better? What did I think would happen?Because somewhere in New York, Kurt is with another boy, another man, a better man; someone he deserves and someone who deserves him. And Blaine is here, in Lima, Ohio. Alone. And Kurt has pulled the metal scissors from his pocket and snipped the red thread between them, but Blaine just can’t seem to let go. It twines tightly around his fingers until blood drips down, but he almost doesn’t feel it. Does it count as unattached sex if Blaine keeps holding on?