Finn woke up the next morning feeling super amazing. Best night he had ever slept. He opened his eyes only to see Sam still hugging him like children protecting their teddy bears.

He smiled at the sight. Sam looked so peaceful. Finn didn't mind waking up in Sam's arms for the rest of his life. Sam had this indescribably, heavenly, warm around his body that Finn never felt before. It was really relaxing.

His smile dropped as soon as realization hit him. He did not want to wake up next to Sam. He should wake up with Rachel, his fiancée. Sam was just his best friend.

Another realization hit him, he couldn't move. When he observed, he saw he had his feet tangled with Sam's. He really needed to get out of this bed. It was getting clearer that his morning guest had arrived and he could feel Sam's had too. Awkward.

Finn shook Sam lightly and gently. He did his best not to annoy the blonde's sleep. But Sam didn't seem to let Finn go easily. He pulled Finn closer and took a deep breath without even opening his eyes. Is he still dreaming or what? Finn thought.

Meanwhile, Sam was loving the scent he had just breathed, it was so… titillating. Without knowing what he was doing, he kissed Finn's chest eagerly, earning loud groans from Finn's mouth. Finn stopped making sounds and bit his lips.

Sam's eyes shot open when he acknowledged it was Finn's pleasure groans that became audible. He sat up in a rush and Finn let out a breath he had been holding.

"Wait, that was just a dream?" Sam asked.

"What was?"

"I was having this incredible dream…" He paused. "Never mind. I am so sorry for kissing your chest, dude! I didn't know, I swear to God." Sam apologized.

Finn didn't say anything. What was he supposed to say anyway? 'It's okay, I kind of liked it, please keep doing it?' No freaking way.

"No seriously. I'm sorry here let me just…" Sam trailed off. He rubbed his hands intensely to Finn's broad chest as if doing it would make the trace of his kisses gone.

Finn tried his best holding back any kind of sounds he wanted to produce now. He knew Sam wasn't doing it in purpose, but Sam was…making Finn horny. His chest was one of his biggest weaknesses, and yet here was Sam, rubbing it seductively, not knowing anything.

The taller boy closed his eyes and arched his backs. He bit his lips, embarrassed. Was that really happening? He got turned on by Sam? He needed Sam to stop, but he kind of wanted to feel the feeling a little bit longer. "Sam…stop." Finn said, voice shaky.

Sam stopped what he was doing. He couldn't point how, but Finn's voice sent vibrates down to his spines. He could not have these feelings for Finn. Finn was straight. And Sam was half straight. "Okay…" he answered.

Finn opened his eyes and sighed. He acted cool. "Seriously dude. You didn't need to do whatever you just did."

"I was worried we'd be awkward around each other after I kissed your chest."

Great job, Sam. You've made it even more awkward. Finn thought. "No, I know you didn't mean to. We don't have control of our dreams. Chill, okay?" Finn smiled.

"Okay." Sam smiled back.

The two boys heard Carole yelled from downstairs, calling them for breakfast. So they got out of the bed and headed to dining room.

On the way downstairs, Sam confessed about how he thought Finn would freaked out about anything and kicked him out of the room. Finn laughed at it, saying he would never do that and put a reassuring hand on Sam's shoulder.

Sam couldn't stop himself from feeling something about Finn's touch. It was always odd the way Finn touched him. He shrugged it off and decided Finn was just being overly friendly towards his bisexual friend. Not more.

"Oh look who's here." Kurt chimed as soon as he heard the boys coming to the dining room.

"Hi, Kurt." "What's up, dude." Sam and Finn said in the same time. They took a seat next to each other and started their breakfast. Burt and Carole were there too.

"So, Sam." Kurt started in a low voice. "I really think you should tell them about last night."

Sam's eyes grew wide and he almost chocked on his food. Kurt of all people should know coming out wasn't easy. Why did he ask Sam to do this? Kurt saw Sam's expression, though. He smiled. "Relax, Sam. They're the most open minded parents I know. You'll tell them eventually. And you'll be glad once you have."

"What are we talking here, Kurt?" Burt asked.

"Um, Burt…" Sam spoke. "I gotta tell you…I'm...kind of bi." He looked down, embarrassed.

"Oh, honey." Carole stopped eating her meal and got up to hug Sam, who leaned in carefully to the touch. When he pulled apart, he saw Burt smiling.

"Thanks for telling us, boy." Burt said. "Now, Finn, do you want to switch room or something like that?" He looked over to Finn.

Finn coughed. "No. I'm just fine."

Carole and Burt looked at each other, confused. They surely were contemplating something. Kurt and Sam noticed this but Finn didn't.

The awkwardness continued and everyone ate to finish their meal. Once theirs were finished, Finn and Sam went straight to their bedroom.

"Hey dude, do you have plan for today?" Sam asked as he lay on the bed.

"Well, I am going to Rachel's because her dads are in town." Finn shrugged. "Do you need me for something?"

"No. I'm just going to play game for the rest of the day then."

"Cool."

Finn walked out of the room to take a bath. Sam busied himself with some games. Then he helped Finn picking out his outfits, because even though both boys had awful taste of fashion, Finn needed someone's help. And asking for Kurt's just wasn't right.

Finn needed to always impress both Rachel's dads. And being right about his clothes was one of many criteria Rachel's dads wanted from her daughter's fiancée. They had such a high lifestyle.

When Finn left, Sam continued his game for undetermined hours. He even skipped dinner. Boredom came to him and he decided to leave the room and maybe ask somebody to accompany him.

As if it were his lucky day, Sam found Kurt and Carole obviously talking about something in the living room. He also saw Burt in the garage but he chose to join in the living room.

"Hey guys, can I join? I'm bored." Sam asked.

"Sure Sam." Carole answered.

"Yeah we were just talking about you. Do you see Finn? I haven't seen him and you since this afternoon. And it's 9 already" Kurt spoke.

"Kurt you're starting to sound like his mom. And I don't even sound like that." Carole giggled.

Kurt rolled his eyes playfully.

"No he's at Rachel's, dude. I was playing games the whole day."

"Ah…I see. You should find someone too, you know. Mercedes was stupid ditching this treasure." Kurt said as he gestured up and down to Sam's body.

Sam blushed. "Don't say anything about her like that, Kurt."

"I'm sorry, Sam. You just deserve someone." Kurt said.

"Yeah, you need to find other love, honey. And we all will support your choice. Even if it is Finn." Carole winked.

Sam gulped loudly.

"What about me?" Finn's voice came out.

"FINN?" The three of them said in unison.

"Yeah?" Finn stood there, eyebrows furrowed.

"How can we not hear you come in?" Kurt asked

"I don't know, dude. I got in from the front door, as usual. So what about me?" Finn asked again.

"Go get changed, Finn."

Finn shrugged and left the living room. Sam's face was burning. This was officially the most embarrassing moment in his life. Ever.

"Sam, honey. I was kidding." Carole smiled.

"Yeah, I know." Sam spoke. "I'm just confused though with the whole Finn thing. He's my best friend. But…" Sam paused.

"But…" Kurt and Carole repeated. Both leaning closer to Sam to hear the continuation.

Once again, Sam's words got cut off by Finn. "Rachel's dads never stop intimidating me. They're nice, but intimidating." He sighed and hopped down to the couch.

"Yeah? Get used to it, Finn. They are going to be like that for the Rest. Of. Your. Life!" Kurt said, putting emphasizes on the last four words.

"Why can't you just be happy for us, dude?"

"You're too young!"

Finn rolled his eyes. Yes they were, but Kurt was a bit overreacting with the fact. Why couldn't he support his brother and best friend?

"And I love her." Finn pointed out.

Hearing Finn's words, Sam couldn't help but feel a little bit hurt. Like, something was bugging his stomach. He didn't know what the feelings were, but they weren't good feelings.

"Okay, boys. Let's move on." Carole clapped her hands. She looked at Sam. "Why don't you tell us how you first realized you're attracted to guys, Sam?" Carole smiled. Seriously, Carole needs to stop smiling.

As if forgotten of their conflicts, Kurt and Finn agreed. "Yeah, Sam. It must be interesting." Kurt said. "That's true, dude." Finn added.

What? Sam panicked. Is there any way I can get out of this? Sam coughed. "I don't think you guys will enjoy the story very much. Especially you, Finn." Sam said, looking straight to Finn's eyes.

"What? Why not? Just tell us."

"Or you can start by telling us the first guy that actually had your hormones gone wild." Kurt suggested. But it didn't help Sam's situation at all.

That's even worse. "No way, Kurt. No thanks." Sam laughed nervously.

"Kurt's right, dude! Tell us." Finn demanded. "As long as it wasn't me, I'd totally hear the story."

Sam's heart stopped immediately. He couldn't believe this was really happening. He couldn't form words. What the fuck was he going to do?

It was approximately 3 minutes of silence until Sam got his answer. "Um…It's late guys. I gotta hit the bed. Don't want to be late for school. Goodnight."

Sam stood up and left the family. Carole left too, sensing some kind of teenager problems. She didn't want to get involved too far in things she didn't even understand.

Kurt was extremely furious. How could Finn be so stupid? Kurt knew from the beginning that Finn might be the guy for Sam, but could the taller boy be that oblivious about it?

"Seriously, Finn? Could you be dumber, idiot?"

"Hey, chill dude, no need such a harsh word. What did I even do?" Finn defended himself.

"What did you do?" Kurt half yelled. "I can't believe you're my brother." And with that, Kurt left Finn, dumbfounded.

There was just pure disappointed in Kurt's voice. And there was just obvious hurt in Sam's expression. He asked the same question Kurt asked. Was he that stupid? Why did he need to be so homophobe that it scared Sam?

He sighed and went to his bedroom to see Sam was already in bed. Finn knew for sure that Sam barely slept at all. He quickly slipped closer to Sam. "Was I the guy that turned you bi?" Finn whispered.

No answer.

He heard sobs, though. Wait, was Sam crying?

"Do you want me to hug you again, dude?" Finn asked.

Silence.

Finn didn't want answers any way. He wrapped his arms around Sam from behind and rested his head on Sam's shoulder. Before he slid his eyes closed, he whispered.

"I'm really really sorry. Goodnight, dude."

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