Baby It's You

Uh oh, many, many, many, nights go by
I sit alone at home and I cry over you
What can I do?

Can't help myself
Cause baby it's you
Baby it's you

Sam repeated the chorus a few times, spun around and immediately made eye contact with Blaine again, pointing at him. Blaine nodded on the beat. It was a great song and damn, Sam could sing! Everybody in Glee club stared at him in fascination. Blaine chuckled as he saw their faces and focused on Sam again.

Don't want nobody, nobody
'Cause baby it's you
Baby it's you.

Sam finished with a knee-fall, pointing at Blaine again who immediately started applauding.

"Wow, Sam, that was great!" After a few moments he realised he was the only one applauding and he looked at the others. They were looking from Sam to him in amazement. Apparently Sam's song had left them speechless. Blaine shook his head and chuckled. He met Sam's eyes again as the blond got up.

"Any thoughts?" Sam asked him.

"Yeah, it was so great, Sam! Wow!"

"And?"

"And… so fantastic!"

"Uh." Sam eventually looked to the others. Blaine nodded to Marley, who sat next to him with her jaw dropped to the floor.

"Guys, you can say how great you thought Sam's song was, don't be shy", Blaine encouraged them. Now Mr Schue got up and put his hands together.

"It truly was a great song, Sam", he said.

"Yeah, okay." Sam seemed disappointed when he came back to his chair. Blaine leaned to him.

"Hey, they just didn't say anything because you made them speechless", he assured his best friend while patting his hand. Sam took his hand with both of his and held it.

"And you really don't have anything else to say about it?" he asked.

"Sam, I really mean it when I say it was great. You have such a beautiful voice." Blaine smiled and waited a few moments before he pulled his hand back. He knew Sam meant it in a friendly way and had probably forgotten what they had talked about a few weeks ago but fact remained that holding hands with Sam wasn't good for Blaine's body. He got all hot and nervous and couldn't breathe. He had a crush on his best friend and it just wouldn't go away. But apart from that Blaine had it under control.

"Hey, tonight we're watching a movie, right?" Sam asked. Mr Schue was talking and Blaine wanted to listen so he agreed. Only a few minutes later did he realise what Sam had asked and he turned to the blond.

"Sam, it's a school night!"

"I know. But I want to. We can start early, okay?" Sam reached over and grabbed Blaine's hand again.

"But… homework?"

Now Sam intertwined their fingers while his thumb slowly stroked over Blaine's skin. It was very, very distracting. Blaine cleared his throat and nodded to whatever Sam just had said. Except that it sounded like "It can wait" so Blaine looked at his friend again.

"No, Sam, homework is important!" He pulled back his hand once again.

"Alright, then we'll do it right before the movie!"

"What about my clubs after school?"

Sam leaned to Blaine's ear. "Cancel them. I want to be alone with you all afternoon long."

Blaine mysteriously had to clear his throat again and he had to concentrate really hard to not get hard. Oh the irony. It wasn't that he was the guy who got boners very fast but with Sam, well, lately things haven't exactly been smooth when it came to sexual thoughts. Blaine really tried to suppress them all and not act on them even when he was alone but… Sam didn't really help. Maybe Blaine should tell him to back off a little…? Nah. He would get used to it soon. Blaine was good in appearing all neat and PG-rated when in truth his insides were burning with desire. He could do it.

Later Blaine came to Sam's house, highly unaware of the tortures awaiting him. It started as soon as he walked into Sam's room because the blond was half-naked. Strange enough that they hadn't run into each other changing before. Blaine retreated and closed the door again.

"I'm sorry!" he called

"Dude, what the hell are you doing?" Sam pulled the door open. Still in his boxers, okay. Blaine stared at his chest.

"You're, uh, shirtless."

"Yes. Do you like it?"

"Sure. Uhm, what are you doing?"

"Oh, I'll show you. Come!" Sam took Blaine's hand once again and pulled him into the room.

"I was just practising some white chocolate moves."

"Why?"

Sam seated Blaine on the bed and went to his MP3 player where he pressed a few buttons.

"Because I can."

"That's not, uhm, but you will never have to strip again so…?"

"What if I want to?"

While Sam demonstrated a body roll a slow song started playing. Actually a song that could be classified as porn soundtrack. Slow and provoking.

"Uhh…" Blaine put his bag on the ground and decided to be a good friend and watch the show. Good Lord, Sam's boxers looked really tight. Blaine swallowed. He wasn't that guy, he wasn't, he… oh God, if he could just bury his face in Sam's crotch like now, that would be nice. The way Sam moved wasn't PG-rated at all. Blaine's body temperature went higher and higher. What was going on? This wasn't homework. He was here to do homework!

Right. Blaine bent to his bag and got out a textbook.

"So, I'm sure you didn't start the homework yet?" he said. "Dancing is fun, I know, but homework is important. Yeah." Blaine cleared his throat and browsed through the book until the music finally stopped. When Sam said down next to him he wore a shirt and jeans now. Good.

"Can we start with biology?" he asked.

"We don't have homework for that class."

"Yes, we do. The teacher said we should think about the chemistry of love."

"No, she didn't. You have to stop day dreaming in class", Blaine said.

"Love is such a mysterious thing, right? One day you're like whoa, this dude is such a good friend and the next you're, like, oh my God! I want to kiss him."

Blaine laughed awkwardly. "Things like that happen. Now."

"But does it happen to straight people? What I'm talking about is, do you think one can turn gay for a special friend?"

"Probably. I really don't know, okay? Can we focus on school stuff?" Blaine was getting impatient. No sexual topic right now, please.

"I think it is possible. I think it happens every day even to people who thought they were straight."

"Great. Okay, we have to read this text and write an essay…"

Finally Sam let it go. He more or less focused on his homework so Blaine could do his own. It calmed him down, too. Next time he would think of homework whenever he needed a buzz kill.

"I'm done! Now I want pizza and ice cream!" Sam jumped up after half an hour already and pulled out his phone. Blaine didn't have the nerve to check his homework – most likely not done after thirty minutes – because Sam was stilly fidgety and actually started pacing the room as he ordered food. When he was ready he came to the bed again, pushed his books and notebooks down with one gesture and crawled next to Blaine, where he remained really close… distractingly close. Blaine cleared his throat once again and focused on breathing normally.

"Sam, what the hell is going on with you today?" Blaine tried to push his friend away.

"Kiss me."

Blaine rolled his eyes. "Have you taken drugs?"

"I thought you liked me."

"Sam, please." Blaine didn't know what was going on. Blood whooshed in his ears and he was sure he had made up Sam's words. Why would Sam say something like that? Yeah, no, now Blaine was gone completely crazy.

Sam moved away. Blaine got to finish his homework and when he had dotted the last i he realised Sam had been silent for a pretty long time. That wasn't good. Maybe Blaine should try to find out what was going on with him.

When Blaine turned to his friend who lay on the bed now he almost got a heart attack. Sam was crying! There were some teardrops rolling down his cheeks. Blaine put away his notebook and crawled to Sam.

"What is going on, Sam?" he whispered while he wiped away the tears. "Did something happen?"

"Yes. The worst thing that can happen to someone", Sam answered equally quiet. "I'm unhappily in love."

"Oh Sam… I'm sorry. Come here." Blaine got closer and laid an arm around his friend. It was meant to comfort so it should not get him excited. But truth was Blaine's heart once again started pouting wildly. Damn, he was such a bad friend.

"No." Sam turned away. "I ruined the afternoon. The whole day. I totally ruined your life."

Despite the heaviness of the situation Blaine had to laugh. "What? You haven't ruined anything, Sam, and certainly not my life. Come here, let me hug you."

"No!" Now Sam jumped up and pointed at Blaine. "You can't do that! I get it that you don't want anymore so don't be all touchy-feely now."

"Sam, I don't understand a word of what you're saying", Blaine admitted. "Since when don't you like hugs?"

"Since they're pitiful and meant as comfort."

"Well, what comfort do you want then?"

Blaine propped himself on his elbows while Sam sat again and looked down at him.

"None. I want to suffer alone."

"Oh, come on!"

"You're not helping me."

"I am trying to!"

"Can we watch a horror movie today? I feel like watching people get slain."

"I really think we should talk first. It doesn't get better if you project your pain onto movies."

"Oh, yeah, it does. Watch me."

Sam wanted to get up but Blaine quickly grabbed his hand and held him back.

"Come on, Sam. You know my hugs are magical, don't you?"

"Of course I know." Sam stared into the air and after a few moments he lay down again. They were face to face and Sam's beautiful green sparkling eyes looked so full of pain Blaine just wanted to make things good for him. He did as promised and hugged him. Sam sighed and relaxed a bit. Then he returned the hug and glided closer to bury his face in Blaine's shoulder.

"My damn timing", he mumbled. "You smell good."

"Thank you."

"Maaan." Sam leaned back and looked at Blaine again. "We would have been so perfect!"

"We are perfect, Sam."

"As a couple, I mean."

Blaine laughed though he didn't know what kind of joke that was supposed to be. Sam knew about his crush so teasing it was just mean.

"I don't know. Our friendship is great but romance could maybe destroy us? But as I said, I will not let that happen", Blaine clarified. "Please, let's talk about you, okay?"

Sam frowned. "Romance would not destroy us, Blaine. Is that the reason you don't want to? Because we could make it work, I swear!"

Blaine narrowed his eyes. He had the feeling as if he had missed something important. But it was probably just Sam being Sam so he shrugged.

"Yeah, maybe we could. Who knows? Now, are you feeling better? Huh?" He stroked over Sam's soft cheek. Of course they could make it work. Of course they would be perfect as a couple. If even Sam saw it then why weren't they a couple yet?

"Are you saying… you wanna try it?" Sam said. "Not only to comfort me, okay, Blaine, you can be brutally honest."

"Try what?"

Sam stared at him. "What?"

Blaine smiled but somehow Sam didn't release his disbelieving gaze.

"But you know that I sang that song to you today, right?"

"Huh?"

"In Glee club. I was telling you about my feelings."

"What?"

Sam lifted his head and his eyebrows, too. Blaine hinted a wag and the suppressed butterflies in his stomach started to hurt. They hurt even more when Sam moved closer to him.

"I'm going to kiss you now", he whispered.

Blaine didn't know what to say. As always when the topics romance and Sam mixed together his brain simply shut down. He didn't want to hear from it. But then Sam's hot large lips clang to his own and the reality of it rushed through Blaine's body as if a dam was broken. It made him dizzy and he was sure to pass out but the moment passed and he was still here and Sam was still kissing him. Blaine's hand moved to Sam's neck and he sucked on his friend's lips, all of it without ever having planned to. But he couldn't stop it. It was like eating a really delicious pizza after having sworn to eat healthy; you just couldn't control yourself. And you deserved it, anyway.

After some moments during that Blaine had no intent of ever stopping Sam rolled onto him. Blaine gladly lay back and felt his friend all over him, every place where they touched tingling like crazy. They kissed for a few more moments until Sam eventually pulled away with a smack.

"You're such an idiot", he said.

"What is happening?"

Sam grinned and kissed Blaine's lips again. "This is happening." Another kiss. "Do you like it?"

"Sam…" Oh what the fuck. Sam could explain it to him later. Right now Blaine wasn't in the mood to ask questions and be reasonable.

"I do like it. Do it again?"

He did. Was this really happening, no dream? Blaine got to kiss Sam?

"So you still want to do me", Sam mumbled between kisses.

"What?"

"Blaine, I can literally feel every part of your body and your hips don't lie."

Blaine felt himself blushing. "Sam, don't… don't… what is going on exactly?"

"I love you, what else?"

"Yeah, what else", Blaine mumbled when Sam went for his lips again. But okay. Okay. Right. Blaine relaxed into the kiss. Sam's lips were as soft and tasty as they looked like. He threw his arms around the blonde's body to hold him where he was but Sam didn't make any attempt to go away. Everything around them disappeared. The world was a huge happy place, and Blaine's body was stroked by waves of pleasure. He had dreamt about this situation; had needed it for so long. Too long.

When the kiss faded Blaine kept his eyes closed and moaned under the pressure of Sam lying on him. It was a good pressure. He was not allowed to go away. The delicious lips wandered over Blaine's cheek and to his ear.

"Do you love me, too?"

Blaine chuckled. He opened his eyes and turned his head to look at Sam.

"Would I be making out with you if not?"

"Who knows? I'm a hot guy and you are into dudes so maybe it's all fun for you."

"Sam." Blaine put his hand on Sam's head and gently stroked his thumb over his ear. "I…"

Oh my God, he could not say those three words already. Were they even a couple now?

"…told you I like you some time ago and it hasn't gone away. If anything it has intensified."

"So you love me?"

Sam looked to earnest while he waited for an answer, biting his lower lip. Blaine leaned forward and used his mouth to lure it away from the teeth. When that was done he mumbled "Yes. I do" against Sam's mouth.

"Say it, then."

Blaine moaned and let his head fall on the bed. Sam rolled down from him but stayed at his side, one hand lying on Blaine's chest. His fingers tapped nervously on it.

"Can we talk about… what is going on?" Blaine asked.

"I told you. I love you."

Blaine didn't know what to say. It sounded so simple when Sam said it. But it wasn't. They had been friends all this time and it would take some work becoming a couple. You didn't just wake up one day and go from best friends to boyfriends. For months now Blaine had told himself it was a silly crush that he had to overcome and that he and Sam wouldn't work out anyway.

Sam took back his hand. "Of course I don't want to pressure you into anything. It's okay."

Before Blaine knew what was happening Sam had sat up and drove his hands over his face. The doorbell rand and he jumped up.

"It's the pizza! I'm gonna get it."

"Don't forget the money, Sam."

"Oh, yeah!"

Sam jumped to his bag to get his wallet and then hurried out. Suddenly alone Blaine lay down again and looked at the ceiling. His lips were tickling and he was aroused. But still it felt as if it had been a dream. Sam loved him? Sam loved him! Even while not knowing the details or anything Blaine couldn't stop grinning like an idiot. Sam loved him!

"Pizza! Uh, hot." Sam came back and quickly placed the pizza boxes on his desk, then he wiped his hands on his jeans. Blaine got up from the bed and went to the desk.

"You ordered one for me, too", he said. Sam sent him a doubtful look.

"When do I ever not?"

"No, it's just…" Blaine shrugged. "Thank you."

Sam stopped the opening of the box to look up at Blaine. "It's okay, really."

Blaine nodded. He took his box and sat down on the bed while Sam switched on the TV and asked him what movie he wanted to watch. It was like any other night at the Evan's but everything was different now. Blaine knew it was his turn to say something about them now. He could explain to Sam that he loved him without using those actual words. Or… or he could just say it. It was Sam after all, and it was true.

Sam behaved as if nothing had happened. Blaine waited until they had finished their pizzas and the empty boxes lay disregarded on the bed. He lay down and stretched his arms to tug on Sam's sleeve. His friend followed Blaine's example. With the help of some instructions he lay down behind Blaine and wound his arms around him. Blaine loved to feel Sam's heat behind him and all of a sudden he couldn't concentrate on the movie anymore. He laid his hand onto Sam's and looked over his shoulder.

"Hey, Sam?"

"Mh?"

"Wanna be my boyfriend?"

Sam's eyes got all sentimental and even a little teardrop rolled down his cheek as he nodded.

"So bad."

Blaine turned to lie on his back. He held Sam's eyes for quite some time, his mind full of thousand words that he had always wanted to say to Sam but never had been able to. Things like 'I adore you', 'I need you' and 'you're my everything' and they all tried to get out at the same time and met at the door, blocking each other from getting out. But eventually there was one sentence that did it, that crossed all borders of reason and came out.

"I love you."

Sam smiled through his tears. It was the most beautiful sight that Blaine had ever come across. He leaned up and graced his lips over Sam's cheek to catch his tears. For a moment Sam was motionless, then he turned his head and caught Blaine's lips with his mouth. Blaine got showered with many smacks.

"I love you, too. I don't know how you couldn't tell. Or how you didn't get my song message."

"If I ever had any suspicion I automatically suppressed it", Blaine said. He turned around in Sam's arms to look into his beautiful eyes. "Getting my hopes up was way too dangerous."

"Not anymore! Now it's dangerous to lower them."

"Mh, not making sense but okay." Blaine grinned and nestled his face to Sam's. Didn't matter if this was a dream or not he would enjoy every single moment. Sam was his boyfriend now and life was good.

The end