Time line is slightly different from the show's. I wanted this to be a Fall fic, so I had to adjust some things. It still mostly plays into the show's story line, Sam and Brittany recently broke up, although Brittany isn't away at college yet, Kurt and Blaine aren't together. This is, however, after Blaine reveals how he feels about Sam.

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Walked in expecting you'd be late
But you got here early and you stand and wave
I walk to you
You pull my chair out and help me in
And you don't know how nice that is
But I do

And you throw your head back laughing like a little kid
I think it's strange that you think I'm funny 'cause he never did
I've been spending the last eight months
Thinking all love ever does is break and burn and end
But on a Wednesday, in a cafe I watched it begin again

Whenever Fall came around each year, Blaine was excited. He loved the way leaves changed and people adjusted. He loved seeing kids jump in piles of leaves after school and he loved all the Halloween decorations at stores. He also loved anything pumpkin spiced.

His best friend Sam has been feeling down a lot recently, since breaking up with Brittany it's almost like Sam has been lost. He's been clearly wanting more of anything that could make him feel okay and as his best friend, Blaine thought that would be his duty. He got to the Lima Bean at ten to 7, not expecting Sam to be there until 7.

He ordered himself a pumpkin spiced soy latte and ordered a cinnamon mocha for Sam with a bit of milk, just like he always got it.

Sam walked in and instantly saw Blaine, who was sitting close enough to the door on purpose not to be missed. "Hey, I didn't think you'd be here yet."

Blaine just smiled and stood up to greet him. "I got your drink."

"What? You didn't have to do that." Sam patted Blaine on the back as a thank you, before sitting down. "Oh my god, it's so warm!" It was getting colder outside, the middle of fall in Ohio and Blaine knew a nice warm drink would be sure to bring a smile to Sam's face.

"I can pay you back."

Blaine shook his head. "Don't worry about it."

"Oh, dude, guess what." A sudden rush of excitement came over his voice.

"What?" Blaine smiled as Sam went into talking about something he saw on TV last night.

"I was watching a rerun of America's funniest home videos, like a super old episode," Sam always got so excited about the smallest things, even in the past few weeks since he and Brittany split up. Blaine loved watching his eyes light up and how excited he got talking about something he liked. "And this dog was meowing, I'm not even kidding, like his owner had bones or something and to get them it had to meow. I have to show you that on youtube sometime."

"That sounds hilarious."

"It was!" Sam took a sip from his drink. "This is so good. Hey, thanks for asking me to hang out tonight. I would have just stayed home in bed otherwise."

Blaine knew that was true, he's been lazing around a lot since the breakup, barely even working out, mostly watching TV in bed after school. "I think you need to get back out there, you know, find a date, find someone you like talking to and someone who makes you happy. What happened with you and Brittany really sucks and I'm sorry but you're such a catch Sam. Don't waste your time sitting around when you could be out having fun."

"I don't like talking to anyone except you and maybe Artie." He was half joking, half being honest in a way he didn't mean to. Sam really did like talking to Blaine. Blaine made him feel at home, wherever they were. Since becoming friends Sam's been able to talk to Blaine about anything he needed to. Anytime he needed a friend, Blaine was there. He was thankful for him during this breakup because he probably would have gone crazy if it weren't for him.

"Remember when we weren't friends?"

Blaine almost choked on his latte. "What?"

"Remember when I came back to Lima and we got in that fight over dance moves?"

Blaine let out a very throaty laugh. "Yeah… I do. Oh my god. I thought you were being too sexy! I was right by the way."

"Well I thought you were cute. Being… being cute. I thought your dancing was cute, like the moves. It…" Sam got flustered.

"Stop, Sam. I know what you mean." He raised his cup. "Cheers to being friends."

"Best friends." Sam gently bumped his cup to Blaine's.

"Best friends." Blaine repeated in agreement.

Blaine watched as Sam lifted the cup to his lips and took a long sip.

"Thank you for, you know, being my friend though, seriously." Sam said a little bit more quietly. "I know I can be a bit much at times and I force you to listen to my impressions and stuff."

"Are you kidding me? I love your impressions! I love hanging out with you, Sam." He really did. He told Sam a while ago that he had feelings for him, and he still did but most of all he was just so grateful that Sam didn't want to end their friendship because of that. He was so scared he would. He knew Sam was such an amazing guy, though. He's never been homophobic or uncomfortable with gays and Blaine knew that. But anytime anyone starts having feelings for their best friends, they worry about what that means for the friendship.

A moment fell between them where never of them spoke; they just sat with each other. The silence wasn't awkward, it was welcoming and warm. It was calm. To the side of them they could see people walking by out in the dark of the fall night, leaves falling off the trees. Inside the café there were only a few others, a couple on a date near the back and a few older, over worked men at the counter drinking a coffee after what was no doubt a long day. It smelled like cinnamon and felt wonderful. It was nice.

"I should probably go soon, I have to babysit tonight." Sam looked disappointed to end the silence.

"I'll walk you home."

The two boys left the coffee shop, drinks in hand. They weren't hot anymore but they were warm, warm enough to keep their hands heated against the cool breeze of the October night. It nipped at their noses as they tried to stay warm in their jackets.

Sam started to notice Blaine was walking a little weird. "Dude… what are you doing?"

He smiled at Sam and spoke as if it was obvious. "I'm stepping on the crunchy leaves."

Sam watched and smiled and laughed as Blaine stepped all over the place like a drunk, he couldn't help but play along, occasionally going after the same leaf, bumping into each other. They ignored the cold and focused only on each other, only on the fun they were having until they got to Sam's door.

"You didn't have to walk me home."

"I wanted to."

Sam side-eyed him. "Why?"

"I just like you. You know that, I like hanging out with you."

"Thanks, man." Sam knew he was being honest but he also knew Blaine was doing his best attempt at a late night pep talk. "You're really awesome."

They shared a moment that made both of them feel like they were in preschool becoming friends with someone for the first time. They've been best friends for a while not but they don't usually get a chance to organically remind each other how much they love each other.

"Plus, what kind of a date would this be if I didn't walk you home." Blaine nudged Sam on the shoulder, jokingly. Sam's face dropped. "That was a joke."

"Was this supposed to be a date? You did plan it and pay for my drink and walk me home." There was a hint of suspicion in Sam's voice.

"No, Sam. That was a joke; I was just treating you to a nice night, like friends do."

Sam was fidgeting with his fingers, his head ducked.

"Seriously, it was a joke. Come on, don't be mad at me."

Sam looked up. "I'm not mad." He opened the door to his house and smirked. "I'd invite you in buuuuut, it's not a date."

Blaine let out a daring laugh before Sam disappeared behind the door to his house. "See you tomorrow, Sam."

He took a moment and a deep breath before turning from Sam's front porch to head home, pumpkin flavored drink still in his hand.

Thank you for reading, I'm finishing up my other Blam fic and since it was way more angsty, I really wanted to do more of a romance piece.

Review if you like, thanks again for reading!