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Chapter 7: Secret Fairies

Blaine deflated when the door had closed. He went to it and hit against it.

"Damn!" he hissed, mostly to complain about himself. That's not how you resolve conflict, Anderson!"

"Honey, has something happened?"

Blaine's mother could smell trouble. Whenever something was going on, she knew.

"Mind your own business." Blaine stepped on the stairs.

"Not in this tone, young man!"

Blaine sighed and remained on the first step while he shook his head. "We just had a little misunderstanding."

"Come on, I'll make you a nice cup of strawberry ice and you tell me all about it." She went to the kitchen. Blaine hesitated, not sure if he could tell her everything… but then again she hadn't really talked against Sam lately so she probably had had a change of mind and now supported Blaine in whatever he felt was right. And Blaine sure could use some advice.

So he went to the kitchen where a window was wide open to let some sunshine and warm evening air in. His mother was preparing the mentioned ice and put a bowl in front of Blaine as he sat down on the table. Of course his bowl was loaded while she only took a small portion for herself as she sat down opposite to him.

"Now", she said.

Blaine took his spoon and sighed. "It's nothing. Just… Sam's family wants him to work for them and I have the feeling Sam would like that very much, too, and he only is looking for jobs in New York because of me. What if it makes him unhappy and then it's my fault he is miserable?"

"Oh honey. Sam is eighteen, he is responsible for himself."

"Yeah I know… but still. He makes this big compromise for me and… well, what if we won't work out or something and then he's stuck there?" Until now they had worked out just fine but Blaine knew the big city would bring new challenges and things could change.

"You know, when I graduated from high school and moved away I left some friends behind. I had a boyfriend who didn't go to the same college as I did and we tried to make a long distance relationship work but it didn't go well. We broke up and not much later I met your father. I'm just saying that sometimes life works out in your favor even when it doesn't seem like that at first."

Blaine took a deep breath that still didn't relief him. He ate the strawberry ice and looked out of the window. How come the world seemed so peaceful and normal when in fact things were changing so fast? Was his mother right? Should he leave Sam behind? After graduation most people changed and maybe they would go into different directions and anyway, if Sam really didn't want to live in New York… who was he to make him?

June 6th, Friday: 15 days until Midsummer

Sam

Sam knew exactly what Blaine's problem was. He had tried to dismiss it but clearly he was mad because Sam had dreamt of Elliott. Sam wondered if he should move back to the Hummel-Hudson's but that would be like jumping out of a frying pan into the fire. Kurt wasn't any better and at least Elliott didn't harass Sam. There was only one solution. The two trouble maker had to get back together and then move their asses out of Lima.

"Sam? Are you okay?"

Sam looked up from his pancake. "Huh?"

"Isn't it good? Have I put too much salt into it?" Elliott looked really worried at him and Sam frowned.

"The pancakes are okay. I'm just not hungry. And I haven't slept well. Boyfriend trouble."

"Oh!" Elliott took a place on the table and folded his hands. "Tell me about it! Kurt doesn't even know I'm here!"

"Because you don't tell him", Sam mumbled.

"You are so right! I have to show up… Just what should I tell him about my reasons to be here? If I'm too obvious that I want him back he'll make it very hard for me. Hey, how about I drive you to school today?"

"Bad idea!"

"What? Why?" Elliott lifted his eyebrows. Was he offended? Well, his problem! Sam couldn't risk any more fights with Blaine.

"Because I have my own car and if I don't use it my father will get mad. There." Sam put his fork down and got up. What a ridiculous excuse but… yeah, actually it was good, wasn't it?

Sam attached the sunflower to Blaine's locker and hoped it would be able to make the sun shine in Blaine's heart. They would kiss and make up as always, and everything would be good. Right?

Sam took his time to find his Geography book. When Blaine finally showed up Sam pretended to browse through his textbook while in fact he observed his boyfriend through the corner of his eyes. Blaine took the flower and smelled it but somehow his eyes still looked uneasy. Sam gave up his cover and put the book away.

"Next time I can give you a rose again if you prefer those", he said.

"No, Sam, this is lovely. Thank you."

Sam frowned. "But?"

"Nothing." Blaine shook his head.

"Uhuh." Sam didn't believe him. But now wasn't the best time to talk, alright.

They had different classes all morning and when Sam came into the cafeteria at lunch time he had enough of all this heavy clouds over his head. So he put his tray on the table next to Blaine's, sat down and very inconspicuously laid his hand on his boyfriend's. Sometimes talking was overrated and simple gestures could do more than words.

"Sam." Blaine pulled his hand away.

"What? What have I done wrong, Blaine, please tell me! I swear tonight I didn't dream of Elliott or anybody!"

"No, that's not it. You have done nothing wrong", Blaine assured him. But why was his forehead still in frowns?

"Then what?"

Blaine sighed and shook his head. "Just the circumstances. And everything."

What? Was Sam supposed to know what he meant now? Because he didn't.

After lunch they had Glee and before they could try a bunch of new songs Sam stood in front of the whole group.

"Listen up, everybody!" Kurt came down and stood next to Sam what admittedly confused him. He was on his own mission now, what the hell?

But Kurt only smiled encouragingly as Sam looked at him. Well, okay, Sam would simply ignore him.

"In exactly two weeks is Midsummer's Eve. Stupid school will still be on…" Sam glanced at Mr. Schue but he didn't seem to mind Sam's insult of his work place. "So I figured we make the best of it and exchange some presents. We have a tree here and we could make, like, a parting ceremony. After all Blaine and I are graduating and we will never see you again. Oh yeah, Artie and Tina, too", Sam added because Artie had lifted a hand and looked as if he wanted to talk.

"Hold up! Did I hear it wrong or did you crazy head just suggest we exchange presents on Midsummer?" Kitty asked. "Isn't it enough you brought this… compost here?" She gestured to the tree that was lighted with its golden lights.

"Hey, that is a beautiful Midsummer tree, stop being the Summer Grinch!" Sam said. Kitty's eyes widened but luckily enough she seemed speechless.

"We can do it like a Secret Santa so that everybody only has to buy one present", Sam said. He looked at Kurt, who nodded supporting, and then at Mr. Schue. The teacher got up and faced the group.

"Who is in favor of Sam's proposal?"

Blaine, Jake, Ryder, Marley, Unique and Rachel (Sam wasn't sure if she was asked but well) lifted their hands. After a short hesitation Artie, too. That left Kitty and Tina as the Summer Grinchs who wouldn't get any presents; it really was their own fault.

"Well, it's decided", Mr. Schue said. "We will do a Secret Santa in summer."

"Secret Fairy", Sam said. "You have to adjust some things, Mr. Schue."

"Right, of course. Anything else or can we start to sing?"

Sam only clenched his victory fist as he sat back on his chair. He still wasn't sure if he and Blaine were on good terms but he leaned to him.

"We can do the secret senior lock-in the night before Midsummer's Eve, right?"

"We have to ask the other seniors first", Blaine said. "But they probably will be okay with it."

Sam smiled. Good. As long as Blaine was on board everything was good.

"It is Friday!"

"Exactly! Next week the exams will start", Blaine said without looking up from his book. Sam had just arrived with snacks, coke and a super appropriate Midsummer movie ('A Midsummer Night's Dream' what else) but his boyfriend refused to get the weekend started.

"Only until nine, Sam, then we can watch your DVD, okay?"

"I didn't even bring my books!"

"No problem, I have the same. Or you go and get them."

Sam mumbled and settled down on Blaine's bed. He sure wouldn't drive back to Rachel's where Elliott had nothing better to do than clean the kitchen. They were all crazy… no work on a Friday night, come on!

So once again Sam accepted his fate. It was a bore. He barely could focus on reading or writing because he had to think about the craziness of studying on a Friday night. Just… why? While on it, it started to rain outside. Even nature cried about this impudence!

When they finally settled down for the movie Sam's mood wasn't the best. And Blaine's wasn't, neither, and Sam could tell it was still because of yesterday. At the risk of getting weird universalities again Sam asked about it.

"Do you want to talk about it now or do you want to watch the movie?" Blaine asked. What an unfair trick! After two hours of inappropriate studying of course Sam would rather watch a movie than talk about heavy themes. He just wanted to relax and get sleepy in Blaine's arms. Talking was important, yeah, but it could also lead to another fight or dark clouds. And outside were enough of those…

"Watch the movie."

"I thought so." Blaine nodded and went to put the DVD in. Then he came back to the bed and crawled into Sam's arms and it was easy to imagine everything was good.

June 7th, Saturday: 14 days until Midsummer

Blaine

Blaine tapped against the table. The sky was clear today and the weather as good as one could hope so he had chosen to study outside. Just like he had done on many past weekends. Only today he couldn't concentrate on the material longer than five minutes. Just like yesterday in school or at night when he had lain in Sam's arms and watched a movie. He wasn't really present and how could he be? Two nights ago he had thought really hard about everything and had come to the conclusion that it would be the best if he and Sam would break up after graduation. It would give Sam the freedom to do what he really wanted. If they stayed together Sam would want to be close to him and even if Blaine could talk him into trying a long distance relationship… it wouldn't work. He had been there with Kurt and wouldn't fool himself again. Either they moved somewhere together or they would break up. And since Blaine didn't want to be the one who made Sam live in a city that he would hate…

Blaine moaned and put down his pen. He had sat here since on hour already and written maybe five sentences. It couldn't go on like that. He should talk to Sam. But how on earth could he make it clear that this was the best? Sam would be disappointed and cry. Blaine would cry, too, it would be just horrible. Suddenly he wished he had given in to Sam's suggestion to fail the exams and stay one more year in school.

But no. That was silly. Of course they would graduate. And Blaine would only tell Sam about this decision after the exams had gone down. It was enough if one of them suffered from loss of concentration in the next week.

Sam came over to study in the afternoon and Blaine actually managed to be light hearted and pretended things were good. He needed to feel that even when he knew it was a lie. And when Sam didn't bring up his applications Blaine didn't, too.

June 9th, Monday: 12 days until Midsummer

When the first exam, English, was behind Blaine he felt like taking his first breath in weeks. It was good the exams had started. He had prepared so long for them and looked forward to graduation and now it was here. Things were finally moving, his new life in New York was coming closer. And what that meant for Sam and him, well, Blaine preferred to not think about it.

In Glee Mr. Schue let them all pull a paper out of a hat so that they knew who they would have to buy a present for. Blaine got Kitty. Not his first choice but well.

"Do you have me?" Sam asked as soon as the hat had passed them.

"No, Sam, but I will give you a presence nonetheless. It's our anniversary after all."

"Good! Same here. Well, who do you have?" Sam asked while glancing around. Blaine leaned closer and showed him his note. Sam did the same, on his was written the name 'Unique'.

"I have no idea what to get her", Sam said. "But she has use for sun cream, right?"

"Uh… better go with something else, Sam."

"Jewelry?"

"For example, yes. I will do the same. Or cosmetics." Blaine nodded to himself. It actually was easier to find a present for girls than for guys… except those guys were into interesting things like comic books.

Nationals also were approaching. Next weekend they would go to Los Angeles for the competition and that meant Kurt and Rachel were especially annoying now. Rachel had written a song with the word 'Midsummer' in it and wanted them to sing it. Kurt was insisting on sticking to the classics while Blaine secretly thought they would be better off without those advisors. And, as always, they were just one week away and hadn't set up a playlist yet. Just great.

When they were dismissed Sam went to the tree and inspected some brown leaves.

"Man, look at that."

"Well, you cut the branches from its life source, what did you expect", Blaine said. He bowed down to the pot and discovered the branches were standing in stones.

"Have you watered it?" he asked.

"I haven't. Kurt!" Sam waved the mentioned boy and he came to them. "Have you watered it?"

"Oh! Silly me, no. I go and ask the janitor for a watering can. Will you join me?" he asked Sam. The blond shrugged and glanced at Blaine.

"You would need to hurry to not miss a class", Blaine said.

"Yeah, of course." Sam nodded with a small smile. Blaine couldn't help it; he went to him and gave him a kiss. They might be doomed but he could enjoy the time they had left, right? He needed to make good memories, something to hold on to when he would be alone in New York.

"Remember, we're going to study later", he said to Sam. "It's not over yet."

Sam pulled a face but agreed. Yes, Blaine would bring him through the exams. It was the least he could do before telling him the bad news.

June 10th, Tuesday: 11 days until Midsummer

Sam

"Sam, do you know I will be leaving in less than one week?"

"Uh… yes?" Sam stopped on his way out of the house and turned to Rachel, whose hands were on her hips.

"So why don't you put more work into the garden?"

"Because I need to study for my exams."

"Then why do you always go to Blaine's? You can study here just as well and in the breaks work in the garden."

"Listen, I almost finished half of the list. I will succeed", Sam said. "But I can't study alone because I would get distracted."

"Oh, and Blaine doesn't distract you?"

"Funny enough, no. He doesn't let me. If I wouldn't be with him I'd think of him all the time but when we're together I can focus on working because afterwards we make out as a reward."

"Uhu!" Rachel lifted a finger. "So you admit you're longer there than necessary."

Sam rolled his eyes. He promised Rachel to come home earlier today and eventually left the house.

Sam didn't know why because there was no reason to it but since their last fight it was a bit weird with Blaine. He acted normal but Sam still felt as if he held back something. Was he still mad because Sam had dreamt of Elliott? Shouldn't they talk about it then?

"Hey!" Sam threw his bag on Blaine's bed and went to the desk. All this studying, it didn't do them any good. They should be outside swimming in pools and stuff. As long as Sam had one (or Rachel, whatever) they should so do it! It would also be a great opportunity to look at Blaine's body without having to freak out by the question what Sam was expected to do.

"Come." Sam took Blaine's hand and his boyfriend was so perplexed he let it happen. Sam dragged him to the bed where he laid down with Blaine on top of him. Yeah, the black haired boy had said no pressure but when Sam wanted to do stuff that was okay, right?

"What is going on?" Blaine asked with a giggle.

"I think we both can use a break", Sam said. He waggled his eyebrows and went for the other's lips. While they were kissing Sam first let his hands extensively wander over Blaine's chest and back and finally moved down to caress lower parts. They had been there before so Blaine couldn't say anything against a little groping while fully clothed. And really, the both needed it. So many days spend with studying. Who wouldn't be horny as hell?

It didn't take long and Sam felt how it got to Blaine. He grinned briefly (success!) before he turned them around and used the magic trick of body rolling. Blaine went with it so Sam congratulated himself again before letting go of his caution (and of the thoughts about how Blaine's parents were downstairs).

It wasn't that he had planned it. Maybe next time he should so he could be prepared and take fresh boxers with him because fifteen minutes later he actually was in the Anderson's bathroom and had to get into Blaine's. Not that is was uncomfortable but no one could deny how weird it was. Wearing another boy's boxers.

When he came back to Blaine's room he knocked against the door that he had closed behind him, his dirty shorts crumbled in one hand.

"Are you decent?" he asked. He heard a weak yes and went in. Shock made him drop his boxers and remain in the door for a few seconds before he quickly went to the bed. Blaine was lying here, crying! Sam put his arms around his boyfriend and gently rocked him.

"Shh. Everything is good, Blaine."

"No, it's not! I don't want to break up with you, Sam."

Sam stroked over Blaine's hair. "We don't have to. We will be together, you said it yourself."

Blaine just sobbed more. If there was anything Sam could do! Maybe he should have put more energy into writing the applications instead of thinking the upcoming exams, Rachel's garden and Nationals were more than enough to take care of. He so should have and he would do it tonight! No matter how long he had to stay up.

"I don't believe it anymore", Blaine eventually whispered. Sam leaned back a bit to join their foreheads and look into beautiful yet so distressed eyes.

"I do."

Blaine took a deep breath and bit his lip. "We have to face the facts, Sam."

"You mean the fact that everything will be good?"

"I mean the fact I'm forcing you to move to New York and you will be unhappy there."

Sam shook his head. "You're not forcing me, it's my own choice. I want to be with you."

"But that's just as bad! You're doing something for me when you should be doing things for yourself!"

"How is being with you not doing something for myself?"

"I meant for your life, Sam. For the bigger picture." Blaine sniffled and patted Sam's chest. His red eyes carefully searched Sam's. "You want to work for your family's business and I can understand that."

"True but it comes with a long distance relationship. I don't like those."

Blaine whimpered and buried his face in Sam's shoulder. Sam rubbed little circles on Blaine's back and breathed steady with hopes Blaine's breath would adjust.

Blaine eventually looked at Sam again. "If it wasn't for me would you consider moving anywhere else but Kentucky?"

"That's a silly question because it is for you", Sam said. "So what? People move for love all the time."

Blaine shook his head. "No."

"Why not? I can make my own decisions, Blaine!" Sam said when his boyfriend freed himself and sat up. Blaine rubbed over his nose.

"And you have to accept my decisions", Sam said. He copied Blaine's movement and stared at him until his gaze was returned.

"Are you sure?" Blaine asked.

"Am I sure if I want to live with to my awesome boyfriend so that I can see him every day? Hell I am sure."

Blaine chuckled and with it Sam's heart got lighter. The battle was won! He glided closer and threw his arm around Blaine who immediately snuggled up to him.

"You're an idiot", Sam mumbled into his hair. "As if I'd ever leave you."

"Oh God", Blaine moaned. He drove his hands over his face. "I couldn't think of anything else in the last days."

"So that was it? You weren't mad because I dreamt of Elliott?"

"What? No, Sam, no one can control their dreams. And I would never demand to be the only one you dream of."

Sam nodded. "Who did you dream of?"

Blaine cleared his throat. "Tom Hardy?"

"Okay, so I am officially allowed to crush on Matthew McConaughey?"

"Ah, I knew there was something about your obsession with him!" Blaine lightly hit Sam's knee and grinned. Sam was just glad to see his boyfriend smiling again. To lift the spirits even more he started tickling him. Blaine laughed and tried to fend Sam but no one could escape his magical tickling skills. They fell flat on the bed again and Sam couldn't even say how but it changed into making out quickly. It was a bit rough and desperate but Sam could totally understand where it came from and he supported Blaine's need to grope him in every possible way.

"You just can't get enough of me, can you?" he asked in between.

"Damn, you caught me."

"I know we just did it but… can we maybe… take off our shirts?"

"Are you sure?"

"Stop asking me that." Sam pulled up Blaine's shirt and his boyfriend, who was straddling him, lifted his arm and helped him. When the shirt was gone Sam took in the view. He had seen Blaine shirtless before, mostly in the lockers rooms but of course he was too much of a gentleman to look. Now he looked, though. He let his hands gently drive over his chest. There was no doubt. Sam was gay. He touched another boy and he liked it.

Blaine bowed down to kiss Sam again. Somehow with the shirtless factor things were even more exciting. He briefly leaned up to let Blaine pull his shirt off, then Blaine lay down next to him and they kept on snogging while letting their chests touch.

After an undefined time they stopped kissing and Blaine tapped his fingers against Sam's abs.

"We still need to study, you know?"

Sam moaned. "What, really? You have this great body under your hands and you want to trade it in for books?"

Blaine smiled while he said up. "Conceited, much?"

"Do you deny it?" Sam rolled on his back and stroked over his own abs. They were pretty defined.

Blaine giggled and moved to lie on his stomach next to Sam. "No, of course not. Your body is just perfect." He let his fingertips run over Sam's chest and abs and then leaned down to press his lips against Sam's belly button. It made Sam shudder. He closed his eyes and focused on the feeling of wet silky lips on his skin. Wow, great.

"Oh Sam", Blaine sighed. Sam opened his eyes to look at his boyfriend who was now hovering over him. He instinctively lifted his hand and laid it on Blaine's head, his thumb caressing the black haired boy's cheek. With Blaine everything was just perfect. Little fights or doubts about their future were over quickly and they always went back to being awesome. Really, how had Blaine thought Sam would ever be okay with a long distant relationship or even breaking up? Tsk.

Eventually they put on their shirts again and did what Blaine just loved to do. Study.

Coming up on Saturday: Sam experiences 'Friday the thirteenth' anxiety. They go to L.A. for Nationals but instead being all about the competition it's all about Jack, whose true identity is finally revealed.