Disclaimer: I don't own Glee.
A/N: These are going to be a series of one-shots completely unrelated to any of my other fan fictions that I've written / in the process of writing related to Kum / Hevans.
Now this is going to be a one-shot of Sam and Kurt in New York while staying in a hotel room. It's loaded with cuteness and also it has a song I hope you guys like. ;)
Also, BTW if I happen to write a one-shot that you want to see a continuation of. Tell me about it in the reviews and maybe I'll write a little "sequel" to it. If it happens I will post it in here, instead of separately so you can find it.
Point of View: Sam Evans
Sam flinched again as there was another boom of thunder and immediately followed by a flash of lightening. He was always afraid of storms growing up and it seemed to be genetic. Whenever there was a storm, immediately his siblings would run to his bed asking to sleep with him for the night. It was one of the reasons why he never seemed to have trouble with storms anymore. He always had his brother and sister to comfort and take care of and in the process in a way, they do the same for him.
There was another flash of lightening paired with a clap of thunder in the same exact moment. Sam thrusted his face into his pillow as his heart raced at the sound, following it he heard a gasp. Lifting his head he saw Kurt catching his breath and then lying back down. He seemed unfazed by the storm, it was just the loud sound of thunder that seemed to wake up Kurt and nothing more.
The storm was very close, which made Sam more on edge as it continued to get worse it seemed. As a child his parents would tell him with each second between the thunder and lightning would tell him how far away the storm was, each second being a mile. He didn't know if it was true, but it let him have some sort of ease at night as a child. Due to it being so close, so quick, frequent, and loud it was making Sam crazy. Especially since he didn't have any comfort. He felt so stupid and childish right now as another roar of thunder erupted and made him cling onto his pillow.
"Kurt..." Sam said weakly, he wondered if Kurt already fell asleep. But damn, how could you when it was this loud? No matter how unafraid you are of storms, it was still loud.
Sam wasn't even glancing over to see if Kurt reacted in anyway. After a few seconds finally he heard a soft, "Yes?" Sam pressed his cheek closer to his pillow, not helping to smile a little at the voice. He didn't know why he had such a relief in hearing his voice.
Sam hesitated, should he really ask? Was it really necessary? Would Kurt go for it? What would his reaction be? It can't be that bad. As much as Sam didn't know Kurt as well as the others, he seemed to be more understanding than everyone else. Besides, he knew what it was like to be alone, he said it in Glee club. "Would..." Sam sighed and then took a shuddering breath, "Could I sleep with you?" Sam asked closing his eyes afraid of being taunted at.
Instead he heard Kurt shifting in his head and hearing a, "What? You must be joking!" However, Sam was shocked to hear that Kurt didn't sound like he was taunting him, but sounded insulted.
Sam then sat up from the bed, looking over at Kurt and then jumped slightly as another flash of lightening paired with thunder following after, letting out a loud sigh, his heart was pounding. "I thought you were different Sam." Kurt added, glaring at the boy and then plopped back down on the bed, lying down, not facing Sam. Did he think he was teasing him? How was he?
"What?" Sam asked as he slipped out of bed, he was wearing a white under shirt and Spiderman boxers. "I didn't even do anything." Sam said, another clap of thunder pounded the room and it made Sam jog to the other side of the hotel room (which wasn't far) and looked at Kurt. "I'm afraid of storms-." Sam explained and then he awkwardly rubbed his arm.
"You're not sleeping with me. You're a guy. Guys don't sleep with each other." Kurt stated glaring, not even looking at Sam. He kind of looked like he was pouting in a way.
"Didn't you like sleep with Blaine?" Sam asked, Finn mentioned Kurt getting in trouble for Blaine sleeping over not that long ago.
"Hey! How do you know that?" Kurt shouted, shooting upwards, sitting up. "Besides... Nothing happened. It wasn't like that-." Kurt began to explain but then Sam interrupted.
"I didn't say it did!" Sam defended.
"Well it wasn't like that, it was innocent. I got in trouble and now I know guys don't sleep with guys." Kurt said, sounding as if he was trying to be calm with him.
"You're never seriously not going to sleep-." Sam continued, but Kurt interrupted.
"You know what I mean-. Straight guys do not sleep with other straight guys, or gay guys especially. Is that clear enough for you?" Kurt huffed and then laid back down and seemed to pout again as he plopped his head back down on the bed.
Just then another explosion of thunder pounded the air, making the actual room shake a little. Immediately Sam jumped onto the bed, due to how sudden the sound was and how loud it was.
Kurt didn't even shout at Sam to get off of him, Kurt just stared up at him. Sam didn't notice, but he was actually straddling onto Kurt's waist, slowly Sam then slipped his leg off of Sam while Kurt slowly whispered, "You really are scared..." All Sam did was simply nod slowly, it took him awhile.
Slowly Kurt let out a long and loud exhale. "You can sleep with me." Sam grinned immediately pulling the blanket up and getting under the covers, but then tried to seem cool about it and stopped grinning.
"Can I hold you?" Sam asked quickly followed with, "Usually in storms I'm used to holding onto something. And you won't have to worry about me trying anything... I'm straight remember?" Sam added smiling. Kurt stared at him for a few moments.
It seemed like minutes, but it was only seconds later when Kurt nodded saying, "Sure." Sam watched as the small boy slowly eased back down on the bed, lying down, but not facing in his direction. He tried to control his breathing as he slowly eased down onto the bed next to Kurt. Being close as possible, Sam slowly wrapped one of his arms around Kurt's waist. He didn't know why, but the contact made him feel as if color was rising to his cheeks.
Point of View: Kurt Hummel
"Kurt?" Sam softly whispered, as Kurt felt him flinch slightly. Kurt guessed it to be the sight of a flash against the wall indicating lightening.
"Yes?" Kurt questioned back, what else could he want now? He thought.
"I know this is silly but-. Sing to me?" Sam whispered against his neck, Kurt swallowed as he felt chills running up his spine. "Maybe it'll help me fall asleep faster- calm me."
Instead of arguing Kurt felt himself reply, "No problem. I can't say no to an opportunity to perform."
"Sing that one song- from Sound of Music... Favorite things..." Sam whispered, Kurt's eyes widen for a moment.
"You actually know that song?" Kurt asked quietly in response, he was very surprised and somewhat impressed.
"I was obsessed with that movie as a kid." Sam admitted.
Kurt opened his mouth and quietly and slowly began to sing. "Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens. Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens. Brown paper packages tied up with strings. These are a few of my favorite things..." He sung it a little more softer and slower than the actual song in the musical. Once he was done singing that verse, he felt Sam move even closer to him- he didn't think that was possible.
Kurt heart raced a little bit, his breathing a little uneven for a moment, but he recovered and continued to sing. "Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels. Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles. Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings. These are a few of my favorite things." Kurt tried to catch his breath for a moment, it was only difficult due to him lying down and having Sam right next to him. He felt Sam's breath on the back of his neck. He was so close that as Sam slightly moved Kurt felt his lips lightly brush at the back of his neck for a moment. It immediately made his porcelain skin, redden slightly.
Kurt was so distracted by everything that he skipped a verse and went to the last one singing. "When the dog bites. When the bee stings. When I'm feeling sad, I simply remember my favorite things and then I don't feel so bad." Kurt just laid there for a moment, not moving, not singing anymore. Sam seemed to have been asleep, he began to snore.
Kurt had a feeling he was not going to be able to sleep for the rest of the night and it wasn't due to Sam's snoring.