Blaine's breakup with Kurt had forced him to reach out to other people at McKinley. This had led him to become close to two people, Sam and Tina. Although they were both close with Blaine, they were exact opposites, but that was what Blaine liked best.
When Blaine was discouraged over something stupid, he'd call up Sam. Sam would tell him to snap out of it and then meet Blaine at Buffalo Wild Wings for a 'man date'. "No bowties allowed, dude." Sam always reminded him.
When Blaine was feeling down about something and wanted to talk it out, he would call up Tina. Tina would invite him over and they'd watch chick flicks and polish off a carton of ice cream together while they discussed Blaine's problems.
Sam was the guy he texted if he found a funny YouTube video he might enjoy. Tina was the one he texted when he wanted to obsess over a new song.
He'd go to the library with Sam if he wanted to mess around. He'd go to the library with Tina if he wanted to gossip in the corner, or collaborate on a science project.
The weird part was, he couldn't figure out which routine he preferred. He supposed it just depended how he was feeling that day; or whether or not he wanted to bring out his feminine side.
But there was something weird about asking Sam to hang out this particular night. Maybe it was because he was back at school and he had forgotten over Christmas Break how much he apperciated seeing Sam every day over. Either way, as he picked up the phone to dials Sam's number, he felt something in his stomach he had never felt before when pertaining to Sam: nerves.
"Hey, Sam, it's Blaine."
"'Ello, Blaine!" He said cheerfully in his Austrialian accent, although Blaine knew this was his attempted Harry Potter impression. Some of Sam's impressions were downright awful, but they never failed to make Blaine laugh. "What's up?"
"I, um, wanted to know if you were free tonight. Maybe see a movie, or play some video games, or just hang out."
"Ah, dude, I'd love to but I've got plans with Brittany!" He said, disappointed.
"Oh, um, that's okay. Another time then." Blaine said, his voice breaking slightly.
"Well, I mean, you could come if you want." Sam suggested.
"I don't want to third wheel." Blaine said uneasily.
"No, dude! It'll be fine! We were probably just gonna get dinner and see a movie anyway."
"Can I bring someone?" Blaine knew very well what movies meant for couples. Two hours of making out. And as much as he would love to watch Brittany and Sam eat each other's faces, he did not want to be the only one in the theater actually watching the movie.
Sam fake-gasped. "Does Blaine Anderson have a new beau?"
"Something like that." He laughed.
"You know, as much as I love Breadstix, sometimes I think it gets a little repetitive." Tina admitted as they entered the restaurant.
"How many other places do you know that serve unlimited breadsticks?" Blaine laughed.
"Also, why was it so important we get here exactly at seven?" Tina asked. "I didn't even get to reapply my eyeliner, and you know how important it is for Asians to emphasize our eyes."
"We're meeting Brittany and Sam, didn't I tell you?"
"No. The conversation was more 'What are you doing?' 'Nothing.' 'I'm picking you up in twenty minutes. K Bye.'" She laughed. "Not to mention it's hard to have a conversation over the Katy Perry music you blast in the car."
"Hey! Don't complain, you sang along!" He teased, hiding his guilty blush. He did hurry over to Tina's house, eagar to be right on time for Sam...and Brittany, of course.
"I never said I didn't like Katy Perry! I auditioned for Glee club with I Kissed a Girl!"
"You don't say?" Blaine said, amused.
"Yeah, back when I was in my Punk phase and still spoke with a stutter." She said lightly.
"Punk phase? I feel there's a lot about Miss Tina Cohen-Chang I still have to learn about." He grinned before they reached the table of Brittany and Sam.
"Hey, guys." Blaine greeted a bit nervously.
"What up, bro?" Sam said happily.
"Blaine Warbler! What a pleasant surprise!" Brittany said.
"Brit, I told you he was coming." Sam reminded her.
"Oh, right." She gave a small laugh. "But the bigger surprise is Tina! Unless, you told me about that one, too?"
"Nah, Brit." Sam said easily, putting his arm around her. "This one was all Blaine."
"I, um, hope you don't mind me coming." Tina said awkwardly.
"Of course not!" Sam said. "I just wish I had known; I would've invited Artie along for some senior bonding."
"I'm sure crashing your date is the perfect opportunity for senior bonding." Blaine teased as he and Tina sat in the opposite booth.
"Hey! You two agreed to it!" Sam said. "Although he would kind of be a fifth wheel."
"Sam, Artie only has four wheels." Brittany said. Tina and Blaine stifled their giggles.
"He could've brought Sugar." Sam suggested.
"They broke up." Tina said.
"No way!" Blaine said. "When?"
"A week ago. Apparently his Christmas gift to her wasn't expensive enough." She said.
"That's too bad." Blaine said.
"Poor Artie. He seems like he's always getting his heart broken." Sam noted.
"Yeah, like when you broke up with him, Tina." Brittany said.
"Or when you broke up with him, Brittany." Tina retaliated.
"Oh, right." Brittany said. "I guess I did date Artie."
Conversation passed easily for the end of the night. They swapped stories, talked about teachers, gossiped about glee, and couldn't stop laughing. Blaine was happily surprised at how well his two best friends were getting along; he couldn't remember the last time he had laughed this much. He decided to make it his goal to hang out with Tina and Sam together more often.
"Well that looks absolutely delicious." Blaine said, eyeing Tina's ravioli as they were served.
"And it tastes delicious too." She said after her first bite.
"Don't mind if I do." He said, grabbing a piece with his fork.
"How dare you!" She faked gasped, trying to snatch the piece away from him, but Blaine popped it into his mouth.
"You snooze you lose." He said, and added, "And sweet merciful Lord, this is delicious."
"Isn't it?!" Tina gushed, aiming her fork to Blaine's plate of spaghetti.
"What are you doing?" Blaine laughed at the weird way Tina was scooping her spaghetti.
"You try some of my dish; I get to try some of yours!" She said.
"No, I mean, what are you doing with your fork. To get a sufficient amount of spaghetti you have to spin your fork, T." Blaine chuckled.
"Ooh." She nodded, and followed his instructions. As she lead the fork to her mouth, some of the spaghetti fell on her dress. Blaine laughed.
"It's not funny!" Tina said, attempting to stifle her giggles as she put a napkin to the stain. "This dress is new."
"You've got some on your face." Blaine snickered. "There, no there, wait, there, almost got it, there." What Tina didn't know was she had sauce on her finger and Blaine was just making it worse by having her spread it around.
"This is getting ridiculous; just get it off for me!" She chortled.
"Alright, but first, Smile!" Blaine said, taking a photo on his phone, and showing Tina.
"Blaine Anderson, you're the worst!" She giggled, flinging a bit of spaghetti sauce on her fork at him.
"Hey! Watch the sweater!" He laughed.
"Blaine Warbler, I thought you were gay." Brittany said suddenly. Tina and Blaine immediately stopped their shenanigans.
"Um, yeah, Brittany, I am." He said awkwardly.
"Then why are you dating Tina?" She asked.
"I'm not dating Tina!" He chuckled.
"You sure act like it." She said.
"No way." Blaine grinned, wrapping an arm around Tina. "Tina and I are just best friends."
"Yeah," She said, hiding a shrivel of disappointment in her smile. "Best friends."