I do not own the characters of Glee. They rightfully belong to Ryan Murphy. I only own this idea.
Sam woke up to sun shinning in through the drapes on the window of the guest room, he could hear Finn and Puck across the hall in Finn's room. Their low moans and growls could be heard through the walls, so Sam pulled a pillow over his head and tried to block it out. For this being a three way relationship, it sure doesn't feel like it. He slowly sat up in bed and rolled his head on his shoulders, placing the pillow back down, just as Kurt walked into the room with confusion in his eyes. The brunette pointed to Finn's room and then to Sam, who just looked down and shook his head. "What'd they do, kick you into the guest room again?", asked Kurt as he sat down beside Sam as placed his hand on his back, trying to help him wake up a bit. The blonde was always slow to wake up when it came to mornings. "It's becoming like a routine, Kurt. Almost as if I'm not even in the relationship with them.", explained Sam as he started to full wake up.
"When was the last time one of them said 'I love you' to you?", asked Kurt as he helped the blonde make the bed and open the drapes to get some light into the room. "The first night we were together, all three of us. But it hasn't happened since then. I tried last night and I guess neither of them heard me.", said Sam as he slipped on a pair of tight fitting jeans and a black t-shirt, brushing out his hair in the mirror hanging on the wall, trying to get it to look exactly right. "That's not right, Sam. You deserve better than that.", said Kurt as he walked up behind him and fixed the back of his hair. He could the hurt look in the blonde's eyes, he knew how much he loved Puck and Finn, and it was time for those two to reciprocate the feeling. "Come on downstairs and help me make up breakfast. They'll come down when they wake up.", Kurt said as he walked out of the bedroom and down the hall. "More like when they finish.", whispered Sam as he walked up to Kurt's side and followed him downstairs and into the kitchen.
"Where should we start, Kurt? You seem to know how to run a kitchen in tip top shape.", asked Sam as he flipped on the lights. "Uh-uh, not this time. We're doing it your way, anything you want to make we'll make.", said Kurt as he slid a recipe book over to the blonde, who looked shocked to even have the choice of what to make. "How about we do a Tennessee favorite that runs in my family? We won't be needing this.", asked Sam as he put the recipe book back under the sink with the others. Kurt looked curious and confused all in one, making the blonde chuckle at his reaction. "Relax, Kurt. It's not the usual type of breakfast but it's a favorite of my family and everybody who tries it loves it.", explained Sam as he started to get out mixing bowls and the ingredients. "Tell me what we need, Chef Samuel.", said Kurt as he walked over and helped get the bowls down from the cupboard. "If I can remember correctly we're going to need flour, baking powder, salt, white sugar, shortening, and milk.", explained Sam as he took out baking sheets.
Kurt opened the fridge and took out the milk and shortening, placing them on the counter before directing Sam to where he could find the flour and baking powder. Sam stood on his toes to reach the flour and almost successfully dumped it on them both, only having a few small spurts of flour land on them. He cracked an innocent smile at Kurt who just slapped his arm while he laughed, knowing he couldn't resist the 'Oops?' look on Sam's face. "Okay, I'll get the flour down. You go get the salt out of the drawer near the stove.", ordered Kurt as he shook flour out of his fixed up hair. "Yes, Sir.", said Sam as he saluted the smaller boy and dodged another swat at his arm as he took out the salt, preheating the oven as he did so. "Cocky in the morning, are we?", asked Kurt as he started to measure out the ingredients into the bowl. "Maybe.", said Sam as he started to grease up the baking sheet with Crisco. Kurt mixed the ingredients in the bowl and then slid it to Sam, who sprinkled flour on the counter before placing the dough down onto it, kneading it all together before splitting it and forming it into many small balls.
"Will you at least tell me what we're making?", asked Kurt as he started to place the balls of dough onto the sheet, placing the baking sheet into the oven as Sam set the timer. "We are making biscuits and gravy.", explained the blonde as he slid out a small pan to make the gravy in, turning on one of the oven burners. "Biscuits and gravy? Where did you get this idea?", asked Kurt as he put away the unwanted ingredients. Sam brushed flour off of his shirt and brushed it off of the back of Kurt's shirt, earning a surprised squeak from the boy. "A family recipe. My Grandma made it, taught my Mom, who then taught me. And now I'm teaching you.", said Sam as he shook flour out of his hair. "Let me guess, I'm your taste tester.?", asked Kurt as he helped measure out the flour and milk. "Yes, Mr. Kurt. You're the guinea pig of this.", said Sam as he poured in the flour and milk, followed by butter, salt, and pepper. The blonde started to mix the gravy together as the timer on the oven started to beep, he moved to the side when he felt a hand on his hip guiding him out of the way. Kurt turned off the oven and took out the baking sheet, placing it onto the counter as the house filled with the smell of homemade baking.
"It looks amazing.", said Sam as he turned off the burner and placed a hot pad on the counter, before moving the pan over onto it. "It smells amazing. I can't wait to try it.", said Kurt as he was practically bouncing up and down beside him. Sam placed his hands on his shoulders to hold him in place, holding back laughter as he did it. "Go wake up the other two and I'll serve everything up.", Sam said as he took down four plates and placed them on the counter. "I'll be back before you have the time to say Prada.", said Kurt as he took off up the stairs. "Prada!", called out Sam as he watched the brunette go up the stairs and back the hall. The blonde tore up a few of the biscuits and placed them on the plate, before he spooned on some of the gravy, making sure it covered only a portion of the biscuits. Sam placed the plates on the bar just as Kurt walked back downstairs, followed by Finn and Puck who were only partially dressed. "Breakfast is served.", said Kurt as he passed out the plates, taking up his spot by Sam at the bar.
Both Puck and Finn dug into the food on their plates, letting out satisfied sounds at the taste. "This is really good, Kurt.", said Finn as he talked around a full mouth, with a grin on his face. "How'd you make this, Hummel?", asked Puck as he swallowed down his last bite, scrapping up the rest of the scraps of biscuits and gravy. "I didn't make it, Puck. Sam made it, I just helped out.", replied Kurt as he too let out a satisfied moan in approval at the taste. "I told you you'd like it.", said Sam as nudged shoulders with the other boy. Finn looked up from his plate in confusion and Puck soon followed in that action. "Hey, dude.", said Finn as he got up the table with his plate in hand. "When did you get here, Sam?", asked Puck as he looked over at him from his position at the table. Sam forced himself to swallow the bite he had in his mouth, doing it with great difficulty, since it felt as if there were a lump in his throat. "I'm gonna, I'm just gonna go. I'll see you at school, Kurt.", said Sam as he fought hard to keep his tears at bay even though his voice was thick.
"Sam.", started Kurt as he went to stop the blonde, anger growing in him when he saw tears in the usually cheerful eyes of his friend. "Don't, Kurt. Please. It's fine.", explained Sam as he quickly picked up his backpack. The blonde placed a kiss on Finn's cheek and Puck's cheek before he made his way outside. Neither of the boys made a move to stop him or even place a kiss on his cheek in return for anything. "I can't believe you two.", hissed out Kurt as he picked up his bag and jacket, taking Sam's jacket off of the coat rack before he walked outside and tried to catch up with blonde who was probably freezing by now. Leaving his very confused step brother and his friend behind at the house, who were giving each other identical looks of shock and confusion.