"So here's the thing," Sam said, and for a moment, Kurt was stunned.
Ohmygodohmygod what does this neanderthal want now? Kurt thought in pseudo-annoyance. He felt a bit awkward, too, standing in-between the jock and the lockers.
Sam seemed to have problems with speech, now. "I kinda. Uh. Okay, look. I tried. I really, really tried."
Kurt let his eyebrows speak for him. His flustering's quite adorable, he thinks, but what the hell does he want? I don't have time for this.
"Quinn - okay, she's pretty, but I seriously do not know why Finn didn't want me to sing with you!" Sam said, in his awkward Sam-way.
Kurt still held one eyebrow up, confusion mangling his Sam Evans-hatred, and ohmyfuckinggod, can he just shut up? "And you're saying this now, because -"
"I tried to kiss her, okay," Sam admitted. And Kurt's confusion turned into disappointment. Resentment, maybe. Should've known. They're all the same, anyway, jocks.
Sam continued rambling, "And I don't even know what the hell possessed me to do that! I mean, she was so close, and her eyes, and -"
Kurt cut in, "Is there any reason that you're telling me any of this, Evans?"
Sam paid no heed to the question. "It's weird, because I don't normally do that, okay. I normally think before I act, or I think I think, anyway, so this thing is not supposed to happen, and now she doesn't want to be my duet partner, and now I don't know what I gotta do, and -"
"So wait," Kurt said, finger high in the air, "You want to be my duet partner?"
Sam Evans smiled. Oh god, that smile, Kurt thought, and Sam did a tiny nod.
"Is that fine with you, Kurt? I mean, you already did your duet-y-thing, and it was amazing, just saying, but I thought that since you offered to be my partner in the first place, maybe -"
Kurt still remembered Finn's threats to him, and just earlier, Sam confirmed that yes, Finn spoke to him, too. And it registered, just now.
"Wait a minute," Kurt said, holding a finger up, "Finn told you not to sing with me."
Sam nodded.
"So you were going to say 'no' in the first place - even before I spoke to you in -"
"No! No, wait, you got it all wrong. You said you're gonna 'set me free', whatever the hell that meant, and I was just like, 'what did I do?'"
Kurt tried to put the pieces together. Things just wouldn't fit. "So before I dissolved our partnership, you'd been set to sing with me all along?"
"If I said 'yes', would you sing with me tomorrow?" Sam said, both enthused and pleading, "Because that'd be really awesome."
Kurt smiled. "Okay, fine. But we'll go by my rules, Evans. That means that we'd use my songs."
"No problem," Sam said, sending Kurt a smile. That smile could light up the world.
"But I'd really like it," Sam said, "If we can, maybe, make some sort of like, cool acoustic-y cover, 'cause you like showtunes, right? Which isn't bad, but I thought it'd be cool to have, like a different arrangement to show them that that kind of music is all versatile or whatever. Of course, it's up to you if you want to use the idea. Just throwing it out there."
Kurt smiled, and he wondered. While Sam's voice was made for that genre of music, his wasn't. His voice, no matter how amazing he believed it was (and itwas amazing), was not made to have acoustic accompaniment. And he vocalized this particular thought.
"But my voice can't fit that," he said, slightly disappointed.
"Then we'll just have to work it out, now, won't we?" Sam said, "And besides, your voice is amazing. I'm pretty sure it fits in anything. If you made Gaga work like Rachel said you did, then I'm pretty sure we can make this work. Like I said, we don't have to do it that way. It's just an idea."
Kurt offered him a smile. "Okay, I'll be your duet partner," he said, "When do we start?"
A/N: I haven't really been writing fiction for the longest time, so expect this to be a little, uh, weird-sounding. It's pretty much dialogue-heavy; I wrote this stream-of-consciousness-y, so it's not all long and winding passages as much as it is just random bursts of conversation that appear in my head as I write. I will come up with something more decent next time, swear! I even got a plot and everything. For now, though, this is all I've got, so. Yes. :)