As usual,

Mildlifecrissis: looks like I can always count on you, no matter what, right? Thanks for that, honey, you're the best! yeah, they're great together, but Blaine is not feeling that well with himself and, of course, it's going to get so much worse. And Sam won't know how to help him for a while, so yeah, be sure that there is going to be some drama! I hope you like it! Thank you so much!

Darrinia: mi otra adorable persona que siempre está ahí, verdad? Muchas gracias, eres un sol! They do love each other very much, but Blaine is going to doubt everything in this one, poor thing. Of course Sam loves him for so much more than his body, but I don't think Blaine is in the right state of mind to see it right now. Thank you so much, you beautiful! Un besazo!

CHAPTER 2

Blaine tiredly put away his books on his locker after spending a long couple of hours on the library, because he didn't have any intention of doing any more work at home that day. In fact, his intention was to ask Sam to go home with him and stay for the night, since his parents were away again and Sam had made him promise last week that they would wake up together every time they had the house for themselves. Not that he needed for Sam to convince him, of course, as there was nothing Blaine loved more that enjoying Sam's company after an exhausting day: they would play some videogames, dance to some crazy music, have dinner together, cuddle in front of the TV and… well, they could pretty much do anything they wanted, Blaine thought with a mischievous smile. And that's why he didn't have any intention of doing any school work at home that day.

"Blainey?" he was taken out of his reverie by a familiar voice that made him turn around.

"Hey, Tey Tey" he answered with a smile when he recognized his dear friend, obviously coming out of one of her own clubs.

"What are you doing here?" she asked after a quick hug. "I thought Tuesdays were the only days in which you didn't have to attend any club"

"Oh, they are, but Sam just started one and I'm waiting for him" Blaine explained. "You know, it would be pretty ungrateful on my part to just leave when he has been waiting for me every single day for the whole year!"

"Why can't I get one of those boyfriend things?" She complained good-naturedly, making Blaine chuckle. "But you are always so busy, you really need some time to rest"

"I simply went to the library and did my homework. I mean, I would be doing that at home anyway, and this way I'm free when I get home…"

"Whatever" she answered, not at all convinced with the argument but knowing she was never going to convince her friend otherwise. "And what is this new club Sam is attending to?"

"Oh, you know how he dreams about becoming a supermodel?" Blaine explained, so obviously proud of his boyfriend he couldn't stop smiling, which Tina found extremely adorable. "Well, there's this club where some kids with a bit of experience in the business help others understand how everything works, offer advice, hopefully even produce some contacts…"

"And who is that girl?" Tina asked in what could be described as a suspicious tone, as both of them got to see Sam finally appearing behind a door a few feet from them, followed by a girl and having an intense conversation with her.

"That's Daisy, she's the president of the club" Blaine explained, also looking at his boyfriend and the girl who were joking and laughing comfortably as other people –all of them incredibly beautiful– started leaving the classroom around them.

"Isn't she a bit too… familiar with our Sam?" Tina observed, not even trying to be subtle, and when Daisy rested her hand on Sam's forearm she got mockingly furious on her friend's behalf. "Hey, stop touching him, you bitch!"

Blaine laughed at the absurdity of the situation, even if he knew that Tina was only half joking and she really thought that girl was taking too many liberties with Sam. But he didn't worry, because he knew Sam and he was completely positive of his love for him. And besides, Sam was so charming, it was inevitable to fall for him, right?

"Leave her alone, she's helping him a lot" Blaine tried to defend him because she knew she was a good friend to Sam, even if his own first impression of her hadn't been that good –but that was just because he was too touchy sometimes, it was not really her fault.

"I'm sure she is" Tina sarcastically answered, almost as if she was hinting Daisy might want something from him.

"Tina, really, she is a very nice girl" Blaine insisted, because the fact he had been kind of offended by her words when he met her didn't mean she was trying to hurt him, right?

"Ok, I'll have to give her the benefit of the doubt, I guess" Tina conceded without much enthusiasm, before she kissed Blaine's cheek as a farewell. "I'll see you tomorrow, Blainedays"

"Bye, Tey Tey" he responded with a genuine smile to the girl he knew was only worrying about him.

Blaine waited patiently, resting his back against the lockers, while Sam continued talking with Daisy, everyone else having left already. And looking at them more closely, Blaine couldn't help but somehow understand what Tina was talking about: not that Sam was going to fall for that, of course, he knew he loved him to no end, but Daisy… well, she really looked as if she might be flirting with him. Of course it didn't have to mean anything, a lot of people flirted in a totally innocent way. But Blaine couldn't deny he didn't like it.

Of course he trusted Sam a hundred per cent, and he knew he would never cheat on him, but… what if he… what if he ended up developing feelings for her? Because honestly, she was amazingly beautiful, and quite charming also, and they had connected right away. And if the worst came to happen… Blaine didn't think he could compete against a girl. Especially not a girl like that.

"Hey!" Sam's happy yell as he walked to him took him out of his reverie. "You're here!"

Apparently he had been so abstracted that he hadn't noticed how Sam had finally finished talking to Daisy, so he was now walking to him. And he seemed so genuinely glad to see him that Blaine relaxed to no end –even if he didn't want to admit it.

"Of course I'm here, you didn't think I was going to leave without you, right?" Blaine answered, making a big effort to sound cheerful and to put all those negative thoughts out of his head as Sam slightly bent down to capture his lips in the sweetest kiss.

"Maybe… maybe it is because certain someone are not home and you want certain someone else to go home with you instead?" Sam joked as he threw an arm around Blaine's shoulders and got him walking towards the exit of the building. "And hopefully stay for the night again?"

"Maybe…" Blaine playfully answered while putting his own arm around Sam's waist, marveled at how only his presence at his side seemed to make it all better and he was feeling calmer already. "Ok, my parents aren't home, that's true, but I would have waited for you anyway"

"I know that" Sam answered with a fond smile and a kiss to his temple. "But let's go by mine's first so I can get some clothes ready for tomorrow. I have no intention of letting you out of my bed sooner than absolutely necessary"

"It's my bed" Blaine playfully reminded him.

"I'm hurt" Sam joked, even bringing a hand to his heart to a better effect. "I thought everything we had belonged to the both of us now"

"You idiot" Blaine said with a heartfelt laugh, trying to disentangle from Sam's embrace even if the taller boy only held onto him more strongly.

"Besides, I'm meeting Daisy first thing in the morning to some work-out before classes. We need to keep in shape, you know?"

"Oh" Blaine exclaimed, to which Sam couldn't decipher how he felt about it.

"You don't mind, do you?" Sam asked, wanting to make sure Blaine was ok with it.

"No, of course not" Blaine lied, because he didn't honestly know why it bothered him. And well, it was important to Sam. "Whatever is necessary to fulfill your dreams, honey"

"Gosh, I love you so much, babe" Sam honestly said, even making him stop so he could stand in front of him and kiss him as he deserved. "And now come on, I don't want to waste any more time when I know there's an empty house waiting for us"

"Ok" Blaine answered, fondly shaking his head at his adored boyfriend.

Their night together was as amazing as the first one was and, for the first time in his life, Blaine didn't resent his parents for leaving him alone at home so many times because that meant he could wake up next to the person he loved the most in the world every now and then. And he wouldn't change that for anything!

This time it was Sam the one to wake up Blaine, and he decided to do it with a full journey of Sam's lips along Blaine's skin that it was close to engage them into other activities that would have surely made them late. But in the end they contented themselves with showering and having breakfast together and, before they knew it, they were ready for another day.

Blaine insisted on driving Sam to school, even if it was too early for classes, as Sam had agreed to meet Daisy for some running before that, because there was no way he was going to make him take the bus if he could help it. He always had a lot of work to do, anyway, and the extra time in the library was always helpful. At least that was the argument he gave to Sam, even if the latter didn't quite believe him because he knew he was only doing it for him. But there was no way to convince him otherwise, so in the end they both hopped into Blaine's car.

Blaine parked the car in his usual spot and got out, his face falling at the sight of Daisy already waiting for Sam on the entrance. He had been hoping to arrive before her so he could avoid her –he couldn't help it, there was something about her that instantly made him feel bad about himself–, but well… that was not an option anymore. He couldn't even feign he had to do something on the car so Sam would get going because the blond had already grabbed his hand and was lovingly guiding him towards the school.

"Hey, Sam!" Daisy called him even if they were still a few feet away from the girl.

"Hi" Sam cheerfully answered in both their names as they finally arrived at her side, their hands swinging between them.

"Oh hi, Blaine" she added when she finally realized –or decided to acknowledge, he couldn't honestly know– Blaine's presence, looking as if she was trying hard not to look disappointed. "You're coming too?"

"No, I..." Blaine tried to justify himself, but Daisy was looking so intently at him that he felt too ill-at-ease to find the right words, so Sam happily came to his rescue.

"No, he just came to kiss me goodbye, didn't you?" Sam answered for him, looking proudly at him until it made Blaine smile shyly back. "He's too busy, poor thing, he runs like a thousand clubs on top of being class president and having the best marks you can imagine"

"Well, a little exercise wouldn't hurt anyway, you know?" she said, trying to sound nice so Sam wouldn't notice her dislike for the shorter boy, but she took advantage of how Sam squatted to do his shoelaces –so he wasn't looking– to pat Blaine's belly as an obvious hint that he needed to lose some weight.

And Blaine doubted he had ever felt more humiliated than he was doing at the moment. He was self conscious enough about his belly, he hated it above everything else in the world and was very conscious of its presence, he didn't need to be reminded of it. In fact, he was so mortified that there was no way he could find his voice this time.

"It would help you deal with all the stress and everything... and it keeps you in shape" Daisy continued in her sweetest tone, feigning that she was worrying about him –and she must have been good, judging by the nice smile Sam was sporting once he stood up again.

"Oh, the cheerios routines do more for his shape than any running could do, I think he's good" Sam intervened in Blaine's defense, though it was obvious he wasn't aware of what was really going on. "I'll see you later, babe"

Sam's face approached Blaine's to kiss him, but the tense –and maybe upset?– expression on his face immediately alerted Sam that something was not right.

"You okay?" he asked, and this time not even the way Sam worried about him, as usual, was enough to make Blaine feel better.

"Yeah, I just…" Blaine tried to find an excuse for his behavior, because the last thing he wanted was to ruin Sam's friendship with someone who could help him so much just because of his stupid hurt pride, "I was making a mental planning of everything I have to do today and I zoned out, don't worry"

"You sure?" Sam insisted, not buying Blaine's story until the latter forced himself to smile.

"Yes, of course, you mother hen" Blaine answered with a forced chuckle that thankfully seemed to convince Sam, who smiled in response. "Have fun"

"Ok, see you later, love" Sam answered, finally giving Blaine the farewell kiss he had been looking for before. "Don't work too hard!"

"I won't" Blaine answered with a more honest smile at his boyfriend's obvious love for him, and even waved him goodbye as Sam started running backwards with a smile for a few feet just so they could keep looking at each for a little longer.

But Blaine's smile disappeared abruptly when Sam finally turned around and he could have sworn Daisy looked at him from the distance for a moment with such disdain that it made him feel smaller than he had felt for a long time.

Blaine's mood only went down when Sam texted him almost an hour later to tell him he couldn't meet him again before class, because they had been running for longer than expected and he had just enough time to have a shower if he didn't want to be late. And just in one text he apologized like three times, because Blaine knew Sam had probably noticed there was something wrong with him and had wanted to check on him again and now he couldn't. But of course Blaine answered that it was okay, that he loved him, and that they would meet again in a couple of hours, at glee club.

But the truth was that every text Sam sent him after each class just to remind him how much he loved him –and yeah, Sam definitely had noticed something was not right, gosh, he knew him too well!– seemed to help a little and, by the time glee club arrived, he was feeling noticeably better and he welcomed Sam in the choir room with a hug and a smile.

"Come here, my love" Sam lovingly said as he also enveloped Blaine with his strong arms. "That's how I love to be welcomed"

"And how about this?" Blaine playfully responded before giving Sam's delicious lips a sweet kiss.

"That's even better" Sam answered, returning Blaine's kiss with fervor as he squeezed him more strongly to his chest.

"Oh, pleeeeease, you've been away from each other for like two hours, calm down already" Kitty playfully protested as she passed them by on her way to the seats and pushed them out of her way.

"Someone's jealous of how sweet we are" Sam responded, his heart warming instantly when his words finally made Blaine chuckle, so he entwined their fingers together and guided him to their seats.

"Someone is about to throw out because of how disgusting you are" Kitty retorted, pretending to retch in disgust.

"Yeah, tone down your PDAs a bit, have some respect for the singles in this room" Artie added in a joking tone that made the boys see he wasn't serious about his protest.

"Sorry" Blaine still said, just in case they had made anyone uncomfortable with their display.

"Don't listen to them, you guys kissing is a pretty hot image" Brittany intervened in her usual no-filter way.

"Thanks?" Blaine answered with a doubtful tone that made Sam snort.

"Ok, guys!" Mr. Schuester announced as he finally made it into the choir room, to which everyone who was still standing took their seats. "Regionals are getting closer!"

"Yay!" Unique exclaimed, to which some of her classmates cheered and applauded, just as excited as she was.

"It's time we start deciding which songs we are going to sing" Mr. Schue went on.

"Oh, I've got an idea!" Tina intervened. "If we want to make sure we have the jury on our side, and considering it's going to be made up of only women this time, I say we take advantage of how good-looking some of our boys are and have them sing in very little clothes, like that time they made a mash-up of Tom Cruise's movies"

"So now we're pieces of meat or what?" Ryder protested.

"Oh yeah!" Kitty agreed, completely ignoring her male team-mate. "But we don't want to see your legs! This time we want to see your abs!"

Blaine immediately started to fidget in his seat, uncomfortable at the idea of performing in front of such a big audience without a shirt. He doubted Mr. Schue was going to go along with such a crazy idea but well… sometimes he was the worst of them all, so…

"I don't think everyone would be comfortable with that" Sam felt forced to intervene –both because he could remember the fight he and Artie had had over the McKinley calendar a few weeks ago, and because suddenly Blaine seemed to have paled at the idea –so he rested a comforting hand on his thigh.

"Oh, but you don't all need to do it" Unique went on, oblivious of how much her words were going to offend some of the boys. "We want to impress the judges, after all. So I think Sam, Ryder and Jake are the obvious men for the job"

"That is incredibly offensive, Unique" Sam cut her off immediately, more than a little annoyed at her careless opinions and how they had elicited such silence on his boyfriend again. "And I'll let you know that my beautiful boyfriend here is incredibly sexy"

"But it's not the same" Tina intervened with a fond smile towards her best friend, sitting right next to her. "Blaine is different, he is more… adorable and cute. You just want to hug him and squeeze him until he can't stand it no more, you know?"

Tina thought she was helping with her flattery, but when she playfully pinched his cheek, just to show how adorable he indeed was, Blaine wished the ground would swallow him whole. He was very aware of how his body wasn't like Sam's or Ryder's by any means, the last thing he needed was to be reminded every few minutes. And just the fact that everybody could so easily see it… just made him feel more self conscious of his own defects.

Of course Mr. Schuester immediately interrupted them and made them see it was neither ethical –the boys were not pieces of meat, like Ryder had complained about– nor appropriate: those contest were elegant shows, after all, and it wouldn't look nice to have some people with little clothing performing on them.

The conversation moved to other ideas, but Blaine found it very hard to concentrate. He needed to do something, if his body was really so horrible that everyone could tell. Maybe he could try going on a diet, to see if he could get rid of that excessive fat on his tummy. And maybe working out would help too. Sam would surely help him and give him some advice if he asked him, but he didn't want him to know how he was feeling and why he wanted to do it, because he probably wouldn't understand, being the perfect Adonis he was. And he didn't want to ruin Sam's friendship with Daisy, considering how useful she could be for him, because that was what would happen if Blaine told him how awful he had made him feel for sure. Yeah, that was something he needed to take care of his own.

"You ok?" Sam whispered to his ear as the conversation went on around them, his warm hand squeezing Blaine's thigh in such a loving way that it almost brought tears to Blaine's eyes.

"Sure" Blaine answered with what he hoped was a convincing smile.

"Don't listen to them, you're the sexiest person in this classroom"

And even if Blaine forced himself to smile again, Sam's words had never felt more patronizing and untrue.

Sam sighed in slight frustration: it was the third time he had tried making an impression, and still Blaine hadn't reacted with more than a polite smile, when he should have been laughing his ass off, as he usually did. But he had been like that all day, and he had hardly spoken a word since they had finished dinner –which now that he thought about it, Sam was sure Blaine hadn't eaten enough to keep a bird alive– and were now cuddling on Blaine's bed, watching a movie. Sam loved the fact that Blaine's parents weren't back from their business trip yet, which meant he got to spend another day at his lover's side, but this was not exactly as he had imagined it. Because in his imagination Blaine would be smiling and laughing and reacting to his nonsense, as usual, as the sweet and funny boy that he was.

Which didn't leave much to the imagination: there clearly was something wrong with him. And Sam needed to know what so he could help him.

"You okay?" Sam said, not even bothering to beat about the bush or about the fact that he was interrupting the movie, because he had the strongest suspicion that Blaine wasn't giving it much attention anyway.

"What?" Blaine asked, pretending he hadn't heard, but Sam suspected it was more of a strategy to gain some time to think a plausible answer.

"I asked if you're okay. You're awfully quite today"

"Am I?"

"Yeah, you haven't even told me how much you love me today yet" Sam joked, hoping that way it would easier to break the wall Blaine seemed to have built around himself today.

Much to Sam's relief, Blaine chuckled at his nonsense and nestled up more closely to his chest, obviously feeling comforted by Sam's caring.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I love you, honey" Blaine said, even resting a sweet kiss to Sam's cheek for better measure.

"Ok, but it's not that nice when I have to beg for it" Sam joked, his hand moving on its own accord to those curls on the back of Blaine's head that he loved to fondle so much. "Maybe you have stopped loving me already"

"I don't think I could ever stop loving you, Sam" Blaine answered, sounding far more serious than Sam would have expected, as he had only been fooling around.

"I know, I was just kidding" Sam answered, reinforcing his grip on Blaine's upper body because he surely seemed to need some comfort. "Are you sure you're ok?"

"Yeah, of course I am" Blaine immediately tried to reassure him, as he hadn't intended to get so intense and he surely didn't want to make Sam worry when even he couldn't understand why he was feeling so low –after all, he loved Sam so much… "And I know it sounded soppy but… it's true, you know?"

"You little emotional cupcake" Sam exclaimed with a fond chuckle as he hugged him to his chest and lovingly kissed his cheek. "I'm never going to stop loving you either"

"That's good" Blaine answered but, for the first time since they were together, a strange feeling invaded his heart and made him doubt Sam's words.

And that thought made him incredibly sad. He knew Sam loved him to no end, he had demonstrated it greatly all the time they had been together –and ever before that–, and he knew he was being honest. But that didn't mean that he was going to feel like that forever. How long would it be until he woke up one day and realized Blaine was not such a big thing? How long until Sam discovered he was too good for him and that Blaine would never live up to him? How long… until he stopped loving him?

"Blaine, I mean it: I'm always going to love you" Sam said when he seemed to notice some doubt on Blaine's face, holding his chin between his fingers so Blaine wouldn't have the chance to look away.

"I know" Blaine lied with a forced smile, hoping it wouldn't belie his real feeling on the matter.

"Just let me show you how much I love you indeed" Sam said in a mischievous tone before capturing Blaine's lips in a passionate kiss, hoping maybe some loving action would convince him more than words had done.

"And the movie?" Blaine asked against Sam's lips, closing his eyes to enjoy Sam's attentions while he could.

"It sucked anyway" Sam dismissed it as he pushed Blaine to lie on his back and climb on top of him.

"Ok" Blaine answered with a more honest chuckle that instantly warmed Sam's heart.

Sam took his time in showing Blaine how much he loved him through his kisses, while his fingers gently caressed every inch of Blaine's face, neck and chest. He didn't want to rush it because he needed for Blaine to understand he didn't only want to have a good time, but to connect with the person he loved the most in the world. And he knew he was doing right when Blaine sighed in contentment after a while, as if he was finally daring to believe how lost Sam would be without him.

Of course after a while things began to get heated, and Sam raised from Blaine's body for a second to get rid of his own T-shirt, anxious as he was for their skins to come into contact. And he was about to roll Blaine's sweater up too when a hand to his wrist stopped him unexpectedly.

"Wait" Blaine murmured, trying to regain his breath.

"What's wrong?" Sam asked, looking intently –and worriedly– at him.

"Can we switch off the lights?"

Blaine didn't know what had possessed him to make such a request, as they had always made love with the lights on and taken great pleasure in contemplating each other's bodies and the reactions they were able to elicit on the other one. But suddenly Blaine couldn't stand the thought of Sam seeing his naked body, that damned, awful roll of fat that he hated so much. If Daisy had been able to detect it even through his clothes… He didn't think he would be able to stand it if he saw the slightest sign of rejection in his adored boyfriend.

"Why?" Sam asked, hi gaze a mixture of surprise and suspicion. "We've never done that"

"I don't know, just… for a change" Blaine lied, knowing that if he told him the truth, Sam would try to convince him it was alright, that he was beautiful, but Blaine would know he was only being too nice –or even condescending– to him, and he wasn't ready for that.

"Alright, I guess we can try" Sam answered even if he didn't sound too convinced about it –whether it was because he didn't like the idea or because he didn't believe his excuses, Blaine didn't honestly know.

Not giving his boyfriend the chance to change his opinion, Blaine reached out over the headboard and turned the switch off, leaving them in almost complete darkness, with only some lights from the street letting them make out each other's silhouettes.

Sam knew there was something odd about it, and about Blaine's behavior for the past few days, especially that day. He was quiet, almost sad, and he got lost into his own thoughts so frequently… And the light thing? Ok, he may just want to try new things but… he hadn't sounded that convincing.

He thought about stopping their loving intercourse and asking him about it, but he knew pushing him to speak before he was ready usually didn't work with stubborn Blaine and would probably make him shut down on himself even more. After all, and given how introspective he was being, he was probably trying to figure out whatever it was that was worrying him. And then, and only then, he would tell Sam about it. Everything, Sam knew that much. But not a minute sooner.

So when Blaine's lips were suddenly on his neck and Sam noticed Blaine had finally gotten rid of his own t-shirt, Sam decided to forget about it for the moment. Maybe making love would make Blaine feel better, after all, more than any words Sam could offer. But he was surely not going to let it go, and Blaine would soon have to start talking. After all, there was no way Sam was going to see him suffer and do nothing about it, was it?

A/N: I feel like I've got to make it clear that I don't feel like Blaine, or Darren, should be ashamed of his body in any way. I just wrote this because in Glee Blaine was really ashamed of his body once, so I thought I took advantage of that. But I love him like he is to no end!