Summary: The Winter Formal is coming up. Kurt is determined to find a date. SamKurt
Author's Notes: Another, wonderful KurtSam oneshot.
Kurt knew that getting a date to the Winter Formal, especially for him, would be virtually impossible. After all, he didn't know one single gay guy in the town. Well, there was Blaine from Dalton Academy but he wasn't even in town the night of the formal, so it was either fly solo or don't go at all. Kurt wasn't going to miss the event for the world, however. He was determined to find a date, even if it didn't turn out to be a romantic thing. He didn't care what anyone said; he would go with somebody, even if it killed him.
"We could always go together, as friends of course," Mercedes had suggested, but Kurt shook his head. He knew that she was determined to go with some boy in her Physics class; besides, he would find a date. The Winter Formal was important for him; he didn't know why, but it was almost as important as prom. If he could get a date to formal, then he could get a date to prom, and that would be a huge accomplishment.
But it was already the day before the formal and everyone he knew had a date to it. Rachel and Finn were obviously going together; Rachel not-so-subtly told Finn to ask her in an elegant and very public way and, after some help from Kurt himself, Finn asked Rachel over the intercom, which Rachel gladly accepted. Sue Sylvester had made some rude remarks about public displays of affection and stuff like that, but Principal Figgins ruled her out. Tina and Mike were going together as well. Mike asked Tina sometime during Glee Club in a casual way and though Tina wanted him to ask her in a meaningful way, she still accepted. Quinn was going with Puck, surprisingly. Puck casually brought it up and, as Quinn put it, he 'kind of just said that we were going together and I went along with it. Why not, you know? I can keep him in line during the formal'. Santana wasn't too happy about that but she had some jock as a date, but Kurt knew that she and Brittany would sneak off sometime during the formal and go make out.
Artie was going with Brittany, just because she was the only one that asked him, and she wanted to 'make it up to him'. What they were talking about, Kurt didn't know. Artie never told him what she meant by that; maybe it had something to do with their breakup two months ago. How Artie even started to date the blonde cheerleader, it escaped him. Mercedes had a date with the Physics guy and from what he knew, Sam had a date with some cheerleader or something. So basically, he was going to be alone at the dance. He had to go, even if he was going to humiliate himself by being the only solo guy there. Even creepy Jacob had a date with Suzy Pepper (he apparently paid her to go with him), so Kurt wasn't as excited as he used to be about the formal.
Kurt sighed as he glanced in the mirrors in the bathroom shortly after Glee rehearsals. Mr. Schue had let them off early so they could get 'a good night's sleep for tomorrow's formal', but Kurt didn't get it. They didn't get home that late in the first place, but Mr. Schue never had the smartest brain in the first place. Kurt gritted his teeth in anger. He was so disappointed that he didn't have a date for the formal. He would have died to go with a guy, but he even would have settled for a girl, or a friend of some sort. But now it was too late, and he was going to be the third wheel- or twelfth wheel, depending how you looked at it. Kurt blinked dully at his reflection, sighing deeply.
"What did you do to deserve this, Hummel?" he asked himself softly. He knew his reflection wouldn't answer back; it just stared back with those same, sad eyes. He was starting to seriously debate whether or not to go to the dance before the boy's bathroom door opened. Startled, Kurt spun around to see Sam pause for a moment, startled himself before continuing to stride forward. Sam smiled weakly and Kurt returned the smile.
"Hey," Sam greeted Kurt. The other boy just smiled numbly, unsure of what to really say. They weren't great friends (their first little encounter still fresh in his mind), but they talked enough to be civil to each other.
"What are you still doing here?" Kurt asked curiously, mentally smacking himself in the head. Glee only got out less than ten minutes ago; it wasn't like it ended hours ago, so Sam had the right to be there.
"Waiting for my dad; we both were under the impression that Glee ended at 5:30 instead of 4:45," Sam answered before walking to a sink and washing his hands. Kurt glanced at Sam for a moment before turning back to the mirror. He paused for a moment and then grabbed a brush out of his bag, brushing his hair carefully.
"So, are you going to the dance tomorrow?" Sam asked, trying to make conversation. Kurt eyed the blonde quarterback for a minute before shrugging. He was obligated to go; after all, he was still on the cheerleading team (part time until Sue figured out a way to incorporate him into Regionals), but if he didn't have a date, what was the point.
"Probably not," Kurt answered and when Sam shot him a confused look, he hastily explained, "I don't have a date, so why bother going?" Sam pursed his lips a bit and Kurt slipped his brush back in his bag. "So, what about you? I heard you were going with Ashley Harris. I heard she can be a lot of fun. Clumsy at times, but fun. Just make sure you wear protection," Kurt said lightly as Sam's eyes widened.
"First of all, I won't be having...sex until I'm married, and second of all, I'm not going with Ashley. I'm not going with anyone, actually," Sam admitted. Surprised, Kurt spun toward Sam, his jaw open a bit. He definitely didn't expect that answer.
"You don't have a date? The new jock of the school, not having a date? How is that even possible? Did nobody ask you?" Kurt asked. Sam shook his head, holding up a hand to interrupt as he let out a shaky laugh.
"Oh no, I've gotten plenty of offers. But I turned them all down," Sam said. This was certainly interesting, Kurt thought as he stepped closer to Sam in curiosity.
"Why did you turn them down?" Kurt asked. There was a long pause, where Sam seemed to be finding the words to say. Kurt couldn't help but think it was kind of cute when Sam was deep in thought; it was attractive and the way he bit his lip as his green eyes looked to the top right was just too cute for words.
"Because I'm not interested in any of them. And why go with a person that you don't seem attracted to?" Sam stated and Kurt nodded in agreement. Sighing, he hoisted his bag over his shoulder.
"So, I guess we're both dateless," Kurt stated and Sam grinned.
"I guess we are."
"So, maybe we can hang out tomorrow night? I mean, since we're both dateless and there's no point in going to the dance, we could just hang at my house or something," Kurt suggested before smacking himself, feeling himself blush as he looked down. That seemed to imply a little more than hanging out, and Kurt felt embarrassed. Of course Sam wouldn't actually want to hang out with him; they barely knew each other, for goodness sakes! It seemed creepy that a gay guy would ask a straight guy to hang out, and Kurt seemed to realize what Finn was talking about all those months ago. At least he didn't ask him to the dance; that would have been bad. When Sam didn't answer for a minute, Kurt started to walk past him before Sam interrupted.
"Actually, since we're both dateless, maybe we can be each other's dates? Y'know, go to the dance together?" he suggested, causing Kurt to freeze in his tracks and turn to Sam, looking surprised. Sam had a sheepish grin on his face, causing Kurt to actually frown.
"Are you messing with me? Is this some kind of joke for a gay kid? Ask them to the dance and then stand them up?" Kurt asked as Sam's eyes widened, shaking his head.
"Oh no, it's nothing like that, I swear! I just though since we're both dateless, we could just go together," Sam backtracked.
"Like a-date?" he asked hesitantly, unsure if he was hearing right. When Sam nodded, suspicion, shock and happiness filled Kurt all at once as he tried to figure out Sam's game. A date? That would imply that Sam was- and he wasn't, he just wasn't.
"I thought you were straight?" Kurt stated. Sam pursed his lips and bit his lip nervously as he shuffled his feet.
"I thought I was too. But I guess all of those years at a boy's boarding school really defines you as a person," Sam admitted. Kurt paused, soaking this new information in before a small smile graced his lips. Without another word, he strolled forward, taking Sam's face in his hands and placing a gentle kiss on his lips. He knew it was risky, but he just had to know if it was serious. When Sam didn't pull away, Kurt smiled in satisfaction as he finally pulled back; registering that he just had his first boy kiss with Sam Evans.
"Yes, I would love to go to the Winter Formal dance with you," Kurt said as Sam's smile grew bigger.
"Great," Sam whispered softly as the two boys leaned closer to each other, enjoying the moment. Only when Sam's phone blared that the two sprang apart. Checking his phone, Sam sighed. "My dad's here. I'm going to go. But I'll pick you up at six?" he asked hesitantly. When Kurt nodded dreamily, Sam gave the boy a hug and a kiss on the cheek before exiting the bathroom. Once he was gone, Kurt sighed as he slid down the wall, looking up to the sky. This was definitely the best day he had ever experienced. A date to the Winter Formal with a guy he thought was gay at first, then believed to be straight and now confirmed that he was gay. This was going to be the best dance ever.
I'm surprised I wrote this oneshot! But hey, who knows? I might write a sequel/second part when they're at the dance. Thanks for reading guys!