So...if I do write a follow-up to the previous chapter, it's going to be angsty, I suppose.

Prompt from Violethillbeautiful! I must admit, I flailed when I saw the name. *eyebrow raise*

Disclaimer: Disclaimed.

'Dad? How did you and Papa get together?'

'You really want to know?'

'We wouldn't have asked you if we didn't want to know.'

'David? What's wrong?'

'They want to know how we got together, Sam.'

'Oh! You tell the story!'

'Okay. It started with a homework session and your uncle Kurt wanted pizza. We all knew who the pizza delivery boy was...'

'Sam? What are you doing here?'

'I'm delievering a pizza. Why are you here?'

'Wes needed help with his French revision. He's too scared of my dad to come to my house and revise there and he spends the majority of his time at Dalton. Why are you delivering pizzas?'

'That's classified infomation.'

Blaine pouted as he saw Kurt and Sam talking intimately. He had a sneaky suspicion that Sam was confessing his feelings and that-

Oh. They were hugging. Well, it wasn't as if they had kissed...right? Oh god, had they kissed yet?

Not that Blaine was jealous. Of course not. He just wanted the best for Kurt. As a friend. Totally.

'He's pouting.' Wes noticed.

'It's bad. Very bad.' David mock gasped.

'Just wait till he cranks out the Harry Potter quotes.'

'That's the worst.'

'Shut up.' Blaine mumbled.

'Oooh, wait until he says 'Shut up, you bloody bastard'.' David laughed. The duo fist-bumped.

'But seriously, dude. Why are you so...' Wes began.

'Mopey?'

'Mopey. Why are so so mopey?'

'Kurt's got a boyfriend.'

Wes and David shared knowing looks, nodding.

'You figured it out. Now, go confess your feelings to him.'

Blaine frowned, turning to Wes and David.

'Why would I do that? It's none of my business.'

'Blaine, if you really feel that way, it kind of is.' Wes said, staring at him.

'Since when is my feelings concerning their relationship their business?'

'WHEN YOU DISCOVERED YOU LOVE KURT, THAT'S WHEN!' David bellowed, his hands reaching up to pull his hair. Then he remembered. He was bald.

'We're just friends. I don't like Sam's sudden appearance and love for Kurt.'

Wes sighed, flopping on Blaine's bed. 'I give up.'

Wes stormed into David's room. A loud shriek came from his bed. Sighing, Wes switched on the light to reveal a Batman onesie clad David who appeared to be avidly reading the Hunger Games, judging by the amount of tissues by his bed and the familiar cover of the Mockingjay pin.

'Who died now?'

'Finnick,' David sobbed.

'Blow your nose and get dressed. We need to sort out the Kurt, Blaine and Sam problem.'

Wes dramatically threw the doors open to a random dorm room. There was a groan and a thumping of the bed and Wes paled, before knocking loudly.

'Sam? Can you...wait outside a second?' he asked. A head popped out from underneath the bed covers.

'My name,' he whispered, 'is Sammy. Not Sam.'

'Wrong dorm!' Wes shouted, before shutting the door hastily.

David chuckled and leaned against the wall, falling and landing on his back. The door to Kurt's dorm was unlocked, Wes realised. He stepped over David's body and rapped his knuckles against the hard wooden door.

'Kurt?'

'Mousturizing!' Kurt yelled.

The duo stood awkwardly, shifting from one foot to another. Kurt walked out of the bathroom, his hair floppy. David gasped.

'Your hair.'

'I know. It's like, 10 o'clock at night. Why are you guys here?'

Wes took a deep breath. 'AreyoudatingSamEvans?'

It was just awkward that Sam walked in at that moment.

'Yeah?' he asked. Kurt shook with rage.

Oh dear god. I'm dead, Wes and David both thought together.

'No. We are not dating.'

'So why do you two act suspiciously close?' David asked. 'Are you FWB?'

'FWB?'

'Friends with benefits.'

'NO!' Kurt hissed. 'God, no! I'm helping him out!'

'Oh, that's what we're calling it.' Wes nodded.

'No, seriously guys.' Sam said calmly. 'I'm in a really bad situation now, so I need to room with someone really shortly and Kurt was the only one I thought I could tell. He was really nice to me.'

'I just gave you a haircut, Sam. I threaten Wes with one practically everyday. I would with David, but you know, he's bald.'

'Wait, so you aren't dating?' David asked.

'Yeah. I wouldn't do that and besides, Kurt's with Blaine.'

'Who told you that?' Kurt asked sharply.

'Them.' Sam gestured towards Wes and David.

Kurt frowned, before turning towards them. He arched an eyebrow.

'We're. Just. Friends.' Kurt spat out, eyeing the evil duo that was Wevid evilly.

'Really?' Sam turned around and cocked his head. 'I thought you two were dating.'

'Friends.' Blaine said airily, walking into the room. 'Just friends.'

'It's annoying how many people think we're dating.' Kurt added.

'Exactly. Two gay people can be friends and not necessarily in a relationship.'

Kurt nodded in agreement. 'I hate the stereotype that gays date any breathing thing. You here for the movies?'

Wes frowned, David stepped back slightly and Sam seemed to be avidly listening. The three seemed slightly confused.

'I think we should leave.' Sam whispered to the other two, who avidly agreed. They crept out of the room quietly.

'I need to go to bed- the acapella version of 'Digital Love' isn't going to write itself.' Wes said before hurrying down the corridor. David and Sam looked at the retreating figure curiously.

'We did Digital Love last week.' David stated. Sam nodded.

Awkward, David thought.

'Do you want to come to my room?'

'Sure!' Sam agreed quickly. 'What do you want to do?'

'Well,' David shrugged, 'I was reading the Hunger Games.'

'Who died?' Sam asked.

'Rue.'

'I'm up to that bit! Man, I cried so hard.'

'Wanna read it together?'

'Yeah!'

Kurt Hummel is in a relationship with Blaine Anderson.

You and 13 others like this.

Rachel Berry: How?

Mercedes Jones: Tell me the story!

Puckerman: You take care of my boy, Blaine.

Kurt Hummel: I don't think it's any of your business how Blaine and I got together.

Blaine Anderson: PM me and I'll tell you.

Kurt Hummel: Blaine!

Blaine Anderson: What? Someone's going to tell.

Blaine Anderson: It was really all thanks to Sam, in a way. When you three left the room, I got the movie I needed from Kurt and I kinda sat him down. We had a long talk and...I may have kissed him.

Wes Montgomery: Get some.

Blaine Anderson: Not there yet.

Wes Montgomery: You have a lovely date with Kurt and your hand today then.

'And kids, that's the story of how the epicness of Klaine happened.'

'Dad, we wanted to know how you and Papa got together though.'

'Oh- we bonded over Rue's death. Duh.'