A/N: Sorry I didn't post this like I said. Honestly, nothing kept me up from it after I posted a new story. I just started playing video games and forgot about it cause I'm a horrible person.
Also! My tumblr is alexanderisahuman, I am on all the time. I really just want people to use my ask box… :(
No quote cause I cannot think one.
"Today is going to be fierce!" I exclaim as I pull my shoes on, my father laughs at my choice of words. I need to stop watching Logo.
"And why is that?" He asks, helping putting my breakfast together while I check myself over the mirror a few times trying to make my hair look messy but hot. "Wait, do I want to know?"
"Probably not, but it's fabulous news." I shrug, tossing my hair and realizing it looks good no matter what. "I'm gonna ask Kurt out today, after we win the last football game of the year."
"Oh." My father frowns, probably not use to the idea of me dating guys. This is kind of cool, that means he seems me as a guy but at the same kind it's kind of homophobic... "Well, Kurt seems like a nice guy." I think back to him, Kurt is kind of nice. Other than making fun of the clothing most people wear and sounding like a diva, Kurt is nice and cute. I let out a love sick sigh. "What if you don't win?" My dad points out the hole in my plan, making me groan. Frowning, and slightly pouting, I shrug. "If I may, just sing him a song."
"Dad, I love you but that's corny."
Coach runs the play over and over, yelling at us if we screw up she will make our lives living hell. I like our coach, not like crush like I would have on Mrs. Pillsbury though nowhere close; coach is like one of the most awesome female adults I know. She had us skip lunch, eating pizza during our meeting in the locker room. I sat in the back, sending a message that I need to talk to him after the game. He replies with a smiley face and saying he will be at the game cheering me on. How cute is that? I never had a girlfriend who came to one of my games to cheer me on before, I mean Quinn is part of the Cheerios so that doesn't count and I went to an all boy's school... Kurt is so adorable!
Anyways, since this is our big last game, I haven't been able to have time to ask Kurt on a date nor go to Glee. Football is really important for my image, it's a manly sport. I told Mr. Schue that I need to do this last week and just focus on football, at first he seem sadden by the news but after I tried to tell him how important it is for me, without telling him the big secret, he got the idea. Hell, he even wished me luck!
"Okay guys," Coach sighs, catching my attention. "Tonight we give them hell!"
The crisp fall air burns, I take deep breaths through my nose to help stop the pain in my lungs as I bend over. Finn sprains his ankle by a cheap shot on the other team and I am out for blood. The numbers of our team gets call into the night, my teammates moved into their positions, my hands pull at the wet leaves as I take a final breath before getting the ball into action I look around into the crowd, tons of faceless people jumping and cheering for us. I stare at the guy who is suppose to take me down, glaring at him with so much rage as he gives me a smug look. He is the reason Finn is down, I saw it happen as he tackle the tall guy into the ground.
The thrower screams for the ball to get into play, pushing myself with all my might into number thirty-nine, I yell hoping that I can summon more strength needed to take him out. The slightly taller guy grunts as I tackle him to the ground, giving a sharp yell in pain, I laugh a bit. Pulling him by his helmet I scream at him to stay down, getting back up I look at Puck running with the ball to the end of the field. Two guys on the other team follow him swiftly, I couldn't get to him even if I tried. My breath gets stuck in my throat as I see one guy launch himself to the Jewish guy, I scream for him to move, even though us cannot hear me, my legs taking me as fast as I can to him even though I know I cannot reach him on time. Puck dashes to the side, as the launcher misses, my heart beats faster.
Then it burst.
Puck makes it; throwing the ball into the ground, jumping up and down and doing a flip. I jump up in excitement as the rush of winning the game fills my body. Running to him as the rest of the team does the same; we all tackle him with a friendly hug, shouting with glee.
Looking out to where Finn sat hurt, I see Kurt hugging his step-brother. I rush over to them, pulling my helmet off. Kurt doesn't see me as I grab him into a hug, pressing my chap lips onto his strawberry flavor ones, moaning into them. He pulls back, blushing like mad but a smile creeps onto his bright face. Grinning, I press a final kiss on his nose, pulling away going back to the team into the locker room.
I should have known what I did was going to be seen, but in the spree of the moment I do crazy stuff like kissing boys in the middle of a public area. None of the guys said anything, as I go through my locker getting my stuff out to take a quick shower. Most games everyone just goes home, so hopefully I can just shower here and then ask Kurt on a winning game date. Man, I cannot wait to kiss those lips again. Licking my lips, while pulling off my jersey and shoulder pads, I still taste strawberries and almost let out a moan of the thought of kissing those soft, yet boyish lips.
"Saw you kiss the fag." Karofsky spat out in anger, shoving me into my locker as I turn around to go to the shower area.
"I kissed some sticks? I think you mean Kurt." I point out, glaring at the buff guy. I glance around, taking in who are watching, some guys that seem cool with me and the Glee guys. At least I know they got my back if a fight happens. "And what is it to you? You're jealous?" I smirk, pushing his hands off of me.
He shoves me back though, "Listen homo, this team doesn't need another one of your kind."
"Listen, douche bag." I shove him away, "The world doesn't need your fucking stupid kind." He flares with anger, going to shove me once more but I clench my fist to ready an attack. "I swear, all you're kind do is call people fag but you're the ones that seems really gay, all you talk about is them and everyone knows closet-cases are homophobic!" I shout out, pushing him into the locker, "So, next time think twice about what you say! You might think you're manly but, hell, you're probably gayer than Kurt!"
Right there and then, I knew I said some stupid things. Karofsky will push me into the locker hard, reeling his right arm back to get a good punch, I flinch, ready to move away, and then punch him in the jaw when-
"Stop!" Artie yells.
The buff jock makes his move, I block it easily going in for the kill when someone grabs my arms pulling me away from the dick as Puck and some other guys pull him away from me. The buff guy yells that he is going to kill me; I scream back he's a pussy. Coach comes in, follow by Artie, who somehow races over to her, she pulls Karofsky out of the locker yelling at him.
I let out a deep breath, letting my head fall back into the person's holding me chest. Looking up, I see Finn frowning. I give a grin though. "Dude, you could have died." The giant tells me, letting me go with a blush. I give out a shrug, walking over to the shower area. "Seriously, what would have I told Kurt if you did?" I look over to him in shock, pretty much not expecting him to accept Kurt and I being together since Finn was the one not wanting us to do the duet together...
"I died in protecting his honor." I saw with a British accent, trying to sound like a knight. It earns a laugh though, which makes me happy. "Hey, can you do me a huge favor?" Finn nods, smiling a bot. "Can you make sure Karofsky doesn't come into the shower room to kill me? That would not be good."
Finn laughs, "No problem dude."
Taking the fastest shower in my whole life, I change into drool worthy clothing I know Kurt would love. I know he loves skinny jeans on guys so I found a pair I use to wear a lot, they were a bit worn out with a few holes but they still look cool. Shirt wise, I didn't know what to wear so I just grabbed the first shirt that is tight enough but still good, it's a grey shirt with pink strings making a boom-box from American Eagle. Towel drying my hair, I come out of the shower area seeing Finn and Puck waiting for me. I give them a smile as a thank you.
"So, you're gonna go out with Kurt tonight?" Finn asks, seeming uncomfortable with the idea. I nod, taking out a drier, some hair mousse and styling wax. "Where are you taking him out?" His voice reminds me of what an older would sound like.
"The park." I shrug, doing my hair fast in the speed I have mastered over the years of being late in middle school, and the fact having a lot shorter hair helps too. "I made some food for us."
"I still can't believe you are gonna go out with him." Puck groans, getting his stuff together. "I now can only see you in this gay light, everything you do seems gay now."
"I'm doing my hair." I point out, styling it as I glare at Puck from the mirror. "Of course I look gay." That earns a laugh from both guys, which makes me smile I can joke about being gay, easing the tension from the room. "And don't worry Finn, I'm not going to rape your bro." Finn makes a face of pure grossed out, rewarding a laugh from Puck and I. Taking a deep breath, I turn around my hand comes up to rub the back of my head as I let out a nervous chuckle. "So, do I think okay?"
"I'm not a fag." Puck rolls his eyes, "But you look good, man." He nods his approval.
I look over to Finn who gives me a nod also. "Just don't do anything weird, Kurt is gonna go in details I will never be able to look at you ever again."
"Why would he do that?" Puck asks, as we all make our way to the exit.
"Cause he told me once he gets a date, his gonna do the same thing as I do to him when I come back from a date."
"Ouch!" I laugh, "Sweet, sweet revenge." Upon opening the door, I see Kurt sitting with Rachel waiting for us to come get them. I smile as Kurt looks up, his eyes widen with a smile gracing his lips. Trying not to look impatient, I walk over to him and take his hand into mine. I bring his soft hand up to my lips and press onto him softly, a smile still on my mouth and on his. "Shall we go?"
He laughs at my corny line, nodding. I would love to capture his lips but I don't think PDA in front of his brother is a great idea if I want to live, I don't know if Finn is the overly protected type and I am not willing to put my future balls on the line for that. "Yes we shall." Kurt says, his voice rings with mirth.
Screw my balls.
I lean closer, placing a firm but soft kiss onto his smooth, strawberry flavor lips.
A/N: Well, since nothing really happen in this chapter and I suck at writing date scenes… Here's some omakes, Japanese word for extra, to make up for it. I still love but hate this chapter though.
SAM'S OMAKE (aka Extras)
Omake one:
Kurt burns holes into my head as I try to run from the zombies coming into the lab. First day of Black Ops release just had to be the day I invited Kurt over too. I knew I did something weird by asking him to come over, I felt that itch in the back of my brain.
"Kurt, please stop." I feel my right eye twitch as I hear the cute boy let out a sigh.
"Sam," He starts in the voice that I know he is gonna make me feel belittled. "You invited me here and all you are doing is playing video games." He lets himself fall onto my Star Wars bed sheet with a huff, his fruity scent of his body sprays wraps around my senses making me hold back a moan of delight. "Honestly." He sighs letting his head fall onto my shoulder.
I tense up a bit, getting punched by the lab zombies as I run around the room a few times and shoot the ones falling behind the pack. "Kurt, I am so sorry, but I forgot Black Ops was coming out today since football and Glee took over my life and-"
"We can make-out if you stop playing." He says in a drop dead sexy voice.
I drop the controller letting my character cry out in pain as I jump on top of the thinner boy, pinning him to my bed and pressing my lips onto his smirk. Damn, he got me. Trying to pull away was pointless as he pulls me back down, playfully biting onto my lips. Letting a sigh out, he sneaks his banana smoothie flavor tongue into my mouth, dominating me with ease which makes me shiver. His left hand travel from my back, under my Pokemon shirt as I let out a breathy laugh cause I'm ticklish guy and that I'm nervous. His smooth hands lightly tickles it's way to my sides, mapping out my abs and searching it's way to my chest. Letting out a muffle moan, I take his hand pulling it away from its spot and drop it over my neck. Leaning down, I grind myself onto him, giving his a little something extra so I can take over the kiss, pulling his soft chocolate hair to deepen our lips even more. His hands, yet again, wonder down my back, under my shirt. I take both of his hands into my right one, pinning them above his head so he can't touch me anymore. He lets out a frustrated groan, his tongue wrapping around my own, trying to deepen the kiss more.
Oh, of course the whole having to breathe to live kicks in after a few seconds as I push myself off before I can pass out of being kissed, how embarrassing would that be? Even if I am over reacting, it would suck. Kurt's face is flushing a bright pink as he breathes deeply, his exhales tickling my hair to move over my eyes. Moving my hand from behind his head, I mess up his hair before I sit up, grabbing my remote once more to play Black Ops.
"Now, either you can play with me and every kill you get you win a kiss." I lure him, placing the purple Xbox remote before him as he sits up fixing his probably black Ralph Lauren shirt that was exposing his belly. "Or you can be bored dating the hottest geek ever." I give him a charming smile that makes all the ladies, and some gentlemen, want me.
"Hottest geek?" Kurt laughs, taking the remote at least. "Someone's ego is huge. You are cute than hot, baby." He teases, I hope, as I let him make his classes for the game.
"Dude, feed my ego." I playfully whine, I lean down and place a kiss on his check. "Nga yawne lu oer." I say in Na'Vi.
"Je vous aime, aussi." Kurt smiles in French.
Jeeze, we are such nerds.
A/N: They said I love you… I think. I google'd Na'Vi and French translation since I do not speak either.