A/N: It's summer vacation and Finn, Puck, Sam and Kurt decide to go on a road trip! Sam and Kurt surprisingly form a special bond before and during the trip. Sam/Kurt friendship eventual relationship, as well as appearances from an overprotective Finn and Puck.
Enjoy :) & I don't own Glee. It wouldn't be Glee if I did...it'd just be Kurt and Sam making out, which I'm pretty sure is nowadays referred to as porn.
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PART 1: The One with the Preparations
"Sam! What did your mom say about the camping trip?" Finn anxiously caught up to Sam's locker after finals were finally over, marking the beginning of the long anticipated summer vacation. The football players decided on celebrating with a summer road trip to Columbus, Ohio. Finn had a mental checklist to go through: Puck had already confirmed his attendance. Artie was going out-of-state to visit relatives over winter break, so he didn't even need to confirm. Mike was spending his summer at another Asian camp with Tina. The last person on Finn's list was Sam.
"She's up for it, she just wants to talk to your mom over dinner tonight. Is that cool? I'll come over around 6? I just gotta go home and clean my room first." Sam replied, stuffing all his books into his locker. "And God knows how long that's going to take." he finished, slamming his locker shut.
"That's totally fine." Finn smiled his dopey smile.
Puck sauntered over to Sam and Finn and slapped his hands on their shoulders. "Ready to get wasted?" he said, genuinely excited for the road trip. Sam and Finn just grinned and the guys all bumped fists in response.
"Princess still coming?" Puck asked nonchalantly.
"Yeah." Finn answered.
"Princess?" Sam questioned.
"Kurt." said both Finn and Puck at the same time.
"Kurt's coming!" Sam was surprised. No one mentioned Kurt joining them before.
"Yeah dude." Finn said, now looking for his phone that was loudly ringing.
"Is that a problem?" Puck asked, taking a step closer to Sam.
"No! No no, of course not." Sam looked down sheepishly. The last thing he wanted was for Puck to get all up in business about Kurt. Ever since the countertenor left McKinley for Dalton, Puck had been really aggressive about any Kurt-related conversation topic. Santana teased that Puck missed Kurt, but he always denied it. Sam however, was beginning to think otherwise.
"OH MY GOD!" Finn cried out all of a sudden, staring at his phone's screen. He looked up at Sam and Puck, who were staring at him expectedly. "Kurt just got home!" Finn explained, running away, nearly tripping on his own feet in excitement. Sam and Puck laughed at Finn's goofiness.
"I guess I'll pay a visit to the fairy too." Puck said, offering Sam a high five before heading out to his car. Of course, by the time Puck walked out of the school's doors Finn was already speeding out of the the parking lot.
The boys' road trip had been planned since spring break, when the trip was originally going to take place but was eventually cancelled due to family obligations. The summer vacation road trip came in perfect timing, and the boys weren't going to let the chance slip away. Tonight they planned to have their parents speak to each other to confirm all the details, and then Sam and Puck would sleep over so they could leave Lima first thing in the morning. Everything was already put in place, all they had to do now was depart. Unbeknown to the boys, the road trip was going be a hell of a lot more challenging than they're going to expect.
Finn pulled into the spacious driveway of the Hummel-Hudson home in a frantic rush. He all but nearly fell out of the car, completely abandoning his school bag and books, and ran into the house. He opened the door with a grin on his face, and found his mom and Burt in the living room watching a movie.
"WHERE'S KURT?" Finn panted, breathless from running and..well, falling.
"Downstairs, honey. Are you alright?" Carole asked, concerned about the fact that Finn was panting so hard. Finn didn't even hear Carole's question because as soon as she disclosed Kurt's location, he sprinted to the basement. Finn burst into Kurt's room, a room that was currently filled with the girls of New Directions, and scanned the room for Kurt. When Finn realized that Kurt wasn't in the room, the door to the bedroom's bathroom opened, and out came...
"KURT!" Finn screamed, making all the girls laugh. He tackled Kurt to the ground in a bear hug.
"FINN, GET OFF OF ME! I CAN'T BREATHE AND MORE IMPORTANTLY, THIS SHIRT IS CHANEL AND I SWEAR IF YOU ARE WRINKLING IT-"
Needless to say, Finn jumped up after the words "Chanel" and "wrinkling" were fully processed in his brain.
"Sorry..." Finn said, sheepishly looking at the ground. "I just missed you, little bro."
Kurt stood up and smoothed out his shirt. He sighed. "I missed you too, Finn." At this, Finn hugged Kurt again, regardless of Kurt's cries and whining. After about half a minute of Finn hugging and Kurt's surrender, Quinn cleared her throat.
"If you're finished rudely interrupting our conversation, the door is right over there." she quipped, rolling her ice blue eyes.
"Yeah, no offense white boy, " Mercedes started, "But you're about to spend a week with Kurt all to yourself. All we have is makeover night." Finn didn't need to be told a third time, so he gave Kurt a quick hug and left the room.
"So Ladyface, spill." Santana started as soon as Finn was out of earshot. She was lying on Kurt's bed, filing her nails. "Are you and Blaine doing the dirty yet or not?" she asked. At her question, the girls moved closer to Kurt, interested in the gossip.
"Blaine and I aren't even dating." Kurt answered, getting out his nail polish collection and handing it to Tina.
"Doesn't mean you can't be having sex." Santana muttered. Brittany looked up.
"If it did then that means Santana and I are-"
"Britt, honey." Santana glared at her fellow Cheerio. "Why don't you brush Quinn's hair?"
"Okay!" Brittany said, grabbing a brush and skipping to where Quinn was sitting.
"Kurtie, I thought you and Blaine were gonna make it official after you transferred?" Tina questioned, accepting the box of nail polish and setting up a towel under Santana's hands.
"Wild guess: did he ask you to wait and then gave you a promise ring?" Quinn asked, sitting Indian-style in a chair while Brittany brushed her hair.
"He isn't Sam, Quinny." Mercedes said before Kurt could answer. She was mixing the at-home hair dye with the end of a comb that would later be used to highlight Quinn's hair.
"Sam broke up with me." Quinn nearly whispered as Britt finished brushing.
"WHAT!" Everyone exclaimed, stopping what they were doing (except for Santana, who continued to file her nails)
"He said he couldn't be with me anymore. Something about it not being right to me...whatever that means." Quinn explained. "He promised he would tell people that I broke up with him, for my sake." The girls all paused for a few seconds, pondering what Sam could have meant. When neither of them managed to come up with anything, they continued to prepare makeover night.
"You don't deserve that Quinn." Kurt said. The girls all nodded and agreed.
"I really don't care anymore." Quinn stated as Mercedes put a smock to cover up Quinn's clothes.
"Wait, hold up bitches. I wanna hear about Kurt, damn it. Tell us about Dalton! And I mean dirty details." Santana said as Tina told her to hold still while she painted her nails.
"Well, last week I got my French final back and found out I passed with flying colors. My British Lit teacher has piled at least 300 books for me to read over summer break..." Kurt said, now gathering products for Brittany's facial.
"Not what we meant. Tell us about Blaine! Have you guys kissed?" Quinn asked. At the mention of Blaine and kiss in the same sentence, all the girls squealed and Kurt turned pink. He loved his girls so much, and missed them dearly at Dalton. They were the only thing Dalton was missing.
The next few hours flew by quickly, resulting in Santana's firetruck red nails, Quinn's highlights that brought out the sparkle in her eyes, and facials for Mercedes, Brittany and Tina. Kurt's stories about Blaine got a lot of "awwws" from the girls, and the gossip at McKinley hadn't changed much since Kurt had left. But for some reason, the one thing that lingered in Kurt's mind was the fact that Sam had broken up with Quinn.
"Finn! Sam and his mother are here!" Carole called out, letting Sam and Mrs. Evans into the house. The girls left after watching the Sex & The City movie, and Puck had shown up just after Mercedes, the last girl to leave, got into her car.
Finn made his way up the stairs to greet Sam, who was currently sitting at the kitchen table with Puck, Mrs. Evans and Burt while Kurt and Carole prepared dinner. Finn couldn't help but notice that while Mrs. Evans and Burt were discussing transportation, Sam was watching Kurt scurry around the kitchen. And Puck was watching Sam. Well, it looked like Puck was more like glaring at Sam. Wait, what the hell was going on?
"Who's hungry?" Kurt called out, carrying a tray of chicken alfredo pasta, followed by Carole with a bowl of caesar salad. Everything smelled amazing, but Finn already knew that Kurt's cooking was amazing. What he didn't know was why the hell Sam was so intrigued with watching Kurt.
After dinner was eaten and dishes were washed, plans had been finalized and decisions had been made, the boys were finally allowed to prepare for the next day and sleep. Naturally, Finn argued that the four of them needed to sleep in Kurt's room because it was the biggest room in the house, and it had a bed and a couch for convenience. Secretly, it was really because Kurt had a T.V. in his room and Finn didn't clean his room.
"I got first dibs on the bathroom." Kurt claimed as the boys were conjuring up sleeping situations. He grabbed his black yoga pants and oversized, off-shoulder white tshirt and walked into the bathroom.
"I call the couch." Finn said, throwing his blanket on said couch. "My sleeping bag's in the car, and I don't feel like getting it."
"I'll sleep on the floor then." Puck said, tossing his worn sleeping bag on the floor.
"What about you, Sam?" Finn asked as he grabbed a pillow from Kurt's closet.
"I kinda forgot my sleeping bag in the car too.." Sam said lamely, scratching the back of his head. "Maybe I could share a bed with Kurt?" Sam asked with hope, and Puck's jaw dropped at Sam's audacity. Finn's eyes widened in surprise.
Kurt chose that moment to open the bathroom door. The boys all looked at him when he walked out. "What are you guys looking at?" Kurt asked when he realized that they were staring at him. There was a pause before Sam finally spoke up.
"Do you mind if uh...Isharedyourbedwithyou?" Sam asked as quickly as possible, wanting to get it over with. Kurt flushed, a little embarrassed by the question.
"Yeah, sure." he replied as apathetic as possible, even though his heart started racing.. Finn and Puck looked at each other, searching for an answer. They both shrugged at the same time in response to each other's questions. Puck grabbed his basketball shorts and went into the bathroom to change after Kurt had vacated.
"Uh, I'll just change in my room..." Finn stammered. The room suddenly felt tense when Puck left and Finn was alone with Sam and Kurt, it was like Finn was intruding on something. He walked out wrapped up in his theories of what was going on between his step-brother and Sam. A silence fell upon the room as the bathroom sink audibly turned on, and the sounds of Puck brushing his teeth could be heard through the door.
"So uh, are you excited for the trip?" Sam asked. He wasn't a conversational wizard, but hey, he could try. Kurt finished folding the clothes he was previously wearing and looked up.
"Very excited. Finn's been pestering me about brother-bonding ever since I transferred to Dalton. Carole's been talking about how much he's missed me..."
"Oh, Puck's missed you too." Sam said without thinking.
"What?" Kurt exclaimed. Aw crap, Sam thought.
"Uh...I mean...I've... missed you too." Sam recovered lamely. Nice going dude. At least you didn't lie.
"Wait..what? Did you just say Puck's missed me? Puck, the boy who used to throw me into dumpsters, Puck? Puck, who-" Kurt paused in thought."... Sam, you've missed me too?" Kurt asked, bright blue eyes meeting Sam's.
"Uh..." Sam stuttered. Luckily, Finn walked in at that moment and coincidentally, Puck walked out of the bathroom as well. "My turn!" Sam finished, completely ignoring Kurt's question and racing to the bathroom with his basketball shorts in his hands.
"The hell was that about, Princess?" Puck asked when Sam closed the door.
"Honestly? I haven't a clue." Kurt said, sighing. He began preparing his immaculate bed for slumber, removing pillows and pulling back the blanket.
"Do you like Sam?" Finn asked, sitting on his newly makeshift bed/couch.
"No, of course not." Kurt said matter-of-factly, as if the answer was dead obvious.
"Yes you do, Princess. I could feel the sexual tension from in the bathroom." Puck teased.
"I do not!" Kurt cried out as he walked to his vanity mirror.
"You totally do! Look how red you are!" Puck said loudly, pointing at Kurt's mirror.
"SAM AND KURTIE SITTING IN A TREE, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!" Finn started singing loudly and obnoxiously. Finn apparently thought that teasing his little brother was appropriate since he was bigger than him.
"Finn, seriously? Are you a child?" Puck snapped. "It's supposed to go: SAM AND KURTSIE SITTING IN A TREE, F-U-C-K-" As soon as the bathroom door opened and interrupted Puck's rendition, the boys all fell silent. Sam looked around the room.
"Did you hear anything we said?" Puck asked while Finn was literally rolling on the floor in silent laughter.
"...no. I was listening to my iPod while brushing my teeth." Sam said slowly. "...why, where you guys talking about me?"
"NO!" Kurt exclaimed way too quickly. Puck started to chuckle alongside Finn. "I mean no, we weren't." Sam wasn't gullible, but he decided to let the situation go. If they didn't want to tell him, then there wasn't much he could do about it. No matter how curious he was about what Kurt had said about him.
"Just to warn you now-" Sam whispered so the other boys, who had already fallen asleep, wouldn't wake up and hear him as he climbed into bed with Kurt. "-I'm a notorious cuddler." he finished, embarrassed. Kurt flustered immediately, the thought of Sam cuddling with him making him ridiculously anxious.
"I highly doubt we're going to end up cuddling tonight, Sam." Kurt said, climbing into bed as far away from Sam as possible.
"I bet you five dollars." Sam said with a wink. "Finn told me about how cold your room gets at night. Body heat's the best source for heat, so..."
"Oh you're on, Evans." Kurt said with a wicked smile. "Be ready to pay up tomorrow morning." Kurt mumbled. He reached over and switched off his bedside lamp before covering himself with his comforter. There was a short pause when the boys in bed adjusted in order to get comfortable.
"Kurt?" Sam whispered a few minutes after the bedspread rustling quieted down.
"Yes, Sam?"
"Sweet dreams." Sam turned over to face Kurt. In the darkness, he could sense the grin spread on Kurt's face.
"Good night, Sam." Kurt said, turning to face him.
Both boys fell asleep with smiles on their faces.
Sam awoke early the next morning. He glanced at the bedside clock and winced. 4 A.M., on a regular summer vacation, was crazy early. But for the start of a road trip, it was right on time. He lifted his head up and grinned in amusement.
Laying next to him, head on his chest, was that of Kurt Hummel. Somehow, Sam's arm snaked around Kurt's shoulder, holding him tight and Kurt's head was snuggled into the crook of Sam's neck, with Kurt's arm hooked around Sam's waist. Awesome, Sam thought, grinning.
"I can hear that grin from down here." Kurt mumbled, rubbing his eyes and snuggling closer to Sam for warmth.
"You owe me five dollars, Hummel." Sam said as Kurt looked up at him.
"Not fair. You grabbed me and pulled me onto you. It was either cuddle with you or risk getting thrown across the room." Kurt said, pulling away, much to Sam's disappointment.
"Either way, you cuddled with me.." Sam said teasingly. That's when it hit Kurt that he had, in fact, cuddled with Sam.
"Shut up. You probably just thought I was Quinn or something." Kurt crawled out of bed, hand in his hair. "Don't make a big deal out of it." Kurt said, suddenly cold. Did Sam say something wrong? Were they cuddling wrong or something?
"No...I wasn't thinking about-" Sam started, utterly confused. He thought it was a big deal.
"Save it. We need to start getting ready." Kurt said, back to bitch mode. "Wake up Finn and Puck. I'm going to take a shower." With that, Kurt walked into the bathroom and closed the door. He was acting as if nothing had happened, which hurt Sam a lot more than it should have. What was the sudden change in emotion? Maybe Kurt just wants to stay on schedule, so he didn't have time for extra cuddling. Or maybe-
Sam didn't have time to finish the rest of his thoughts because suddenly, "Dream On" started playing from the couch. Finn jumped up, scrambling for the sound coming from his phone. His hair was a complete mess, and his eyes were still heavily lidded with slumber. When he finally found his phone, he shook Puck awake.
"Dude. Dude. DUDE!" Finn yelled. "Time to wake up!"
"Hush up Hudson. I've been awake ever since Evans started talking in his sleep like half an hour ago." Puck grumbled. His voice was surprisingly deep and scratchy in the morning.
"Wait, what?" Sam fiercely whispered, hoping Kurt couldn't hear.
"'Oh Kurt...mhmm so warm, smell so good Kurt...'" Puck imitated Sam in a high pitched voice that sounded absolutely nothing like Sam. "I saw you guys cuddling when I got up to use the bathroom in the middle of the night. It was sickening."
"Dude, you and Kurt cuddled?" Finn asked, folding his blankets.
"Uh...yeah, I guess so." Sam said, failing at trying to hide his grin. Finn and Puck looked at each other at Sam's response. At that moment they realized that the blonde was in love with the Princess, and vice versa. Puck decided to have a little fun with it.
"So do you like him?" Puck asked bluntly.
"No, of course not." Sam said, still trying to disguise his grin.
"You totally like my little brother! Dude!" Finn said as he cleaned up his sleeping area. Living with Kurt taught him a lot about cleaning up after himself.
"No I don't!" Sam argued.
"Dude. You're totally in love with the Princess." Puck stated, as if the idea was blatantly evident. At that moment, Kurt began singing in the shower, and an acoustic version Beyonce's Sweet Dream as sung by Kurt filled the bathroom and leaked out into the bedroom.
Clouds fill with stars, cover your skies
And I hope it rains
You're the perfect lullaby
What kind of dream is this
You can be my sweet dream
Or a beautiful nightmare
Either way I
Don't wanna wake up from you
Hearing Kurt's feminine voice gave Sam goosebumps. Puck's words echoed in his head. ...in love with the Princess...in love...with the Princess...
Either way I
Don't wanna wake up from you
Maybe Sam was in love with Kurt. And maybe...just maybe...Kurt loved him too.
FIN part 1
skatergurljubulee If you're reading this, I'm just letting you know that near the end of the story, I totally kinda borrowed your idea of Sam being a cuddler and how he unknowingly forced Kurt to cuddle with him. Sorry! I just think the idea is so cute!
A/N: Hope you guys enjoyed! Reviews are wonderful, I could use constructive criticism. Also, if anyone is interested in beta reading this story (obviously this chapter, I didn't use one :X) then please message me!
COMING UP NEXT: The boys commence their roadtrip with a shebang, Sam and Kurt wind up being in the backseat of the car together, Kurt finds more than one suitor, and somebody gets damaged more than they bargained for. Stay tuned!