Author's Note: Oh my god... Please don't crucify me, things haven't been that great and I had a huge block, I won't stop this project, not until it's finished! I hope you like this chapter, it's on the short side, but eh... Anyway, I'm going away for roughly a week, when I comeback I should have the next chapters written down.
Thanks to everyone who reviewed, love you all. Also thanks to a dear friend of mine for pushing me into putting 'I knew you were Trouble' back online, the style is very different from this one but, we have to live with that.
Warning/Disclaimer: Rated M for reasons, I DO NOT own the characters those belong to Ryan Murphy and FOX
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Flames of Love- Chapter 10- A (bitter) taste of cinnamon
"Wow... Blaine... You look amazing!" Sam said once he saw the brunet boy leave his room. Blaine was wearing a pair of white skinny jeans, a white shirt with a black sweater on top.
"Thank you Sam... I really like your shirt too..." Sam blushed as Blaine complimented his simple flannel shirt and jeans, "But I think you should grab a coat..." Blaine added with a chuckle. Sam laughed along, he walked into his room and grab a nice warm jacket.
"So where are we going?" Blaine asked as the boys walked down the stairs
"You'll see..." Sam gave him an amused smirk, "Mom? Dad? We're going out..." Sam announced when both boys walked into the living room where Dwight was watching TV and Mary was reading a book.
"Alright boys, don't be late. Have fun!" Dwight told them. Mary had a stern, not-so-pleased look on her face, but Sam ignored her. Once the boys were out, Dwight started to laugh and he extended his hand, "You own me 30 dollars..."
"You got lucky!" She, did not want to pay the bet she'd made with her husband.
"Come on honey don't be a sore loser!" Mary groaned and she took the thirty dollars out of her wallet and handed them to her husband. "Thank you, it was a pleasure to do business with you!" Dwight joked, earning a huge eye roll from Mary.
"So now can you tell me where we're going?!" Blaine asked, after they'd left the driveway.
"I was going to tell you, but you look really cute when you get all excited like that..." And again, Sam managed to make Blaine turn into all shades of red. Lucky for him, Sam couldn't see it.
"Are we going to that Italian place? Bread... Something?..." Blaine tried to guess, he couldn't quite remember the name of the restaurant.
"Breadstix? Nah everybody goes there and the food isn't that good. I can tell you one thing the place we're going has this old Italian couple that makes the most delicious pasta dishes."
"Hm... I'll see if they can compete with the dishes of Mrs. Di Luca..." Said Blaine with a smile.
"Why don't you tell me more about them?" Asked Sam tilting his head to look at the brunet boy. "Uh... We can talk about something else if you want to..." He added after seeing the look on Blaine's eyes.
"Uh no it's okay I just miss them a lot..." Blaine sighed and Sam gave him an encouraging smile, " So, well you know that my parents, they work a lot, so they hired someone to take care of me... Well they hired a butler and a bodyguard, that'd be George and Francesco or Luca..."
"A bodyguard?" Sam interrupted him, he was a bit surprised. Blaine just shrugged and proceeded.
"After a few years I started to spend most of my time with Luca & his family and well... My relationship with my parents was never that great so they became my family..." Sam could tell by the smile that formed on Blaine's lips that he really loved these people. Sam parked the car on a calm street, The side walk had parts of it covered with a very thin layer of ice and the trees had a coat of snow on them. The light that emanated from the lamp post gave the surroundings a grim look.
"So where is this place?" Blaine asked, shoving the wool hat down his had to try and keep his ears warm.
"Over there..." Sam replied, pointing at a tiny restaurant between two residencial buildings and a coffee shop. The front of the building was disguised has a medieval tavern. A small, neon, Italian flag was placed before the dark letters that spelled 'Ristorante alla Romana'.
They entered the small building and an old lady, with a thick Italian accent came to great them.
"Welcome to the Ristorante alla Romana, I'm Cecilia and I'll be your waiter tonight, table for two?"
"Yes please." Replied Sam. The woman directed them to a small table on a corner, where they'd have more privacy. The restaurant was a typical Italian place. The wall behind the counter was covered with bottles of wine, the walls were filled with paintings and pictures of the major Italian cities and there was this particular landscape picture that captured Blaine's attention.
"What?" Sam asked bringing Blaine back to the land of the living.
"Oh nothing... This picture just reminds me of my grandma's place outside Florence... The olive fields, those hills... Brings back good memories..." The sat and Cecilia went to grab their menus. Blaine told Sam about all the things he did at his grandma's place... The hours he spent riding around on his arabian pure blood. Or lying on top of a hill, looking at the stars. Sam was loving every word...
"Hm... I'm having the Rigatoni con la Pajata, you?" Blaine asked him after carefully studying the menu that Cecilia had brought them a couple of minutes ago.
"I'll have the ravioli..." The woman pointed their orders and went to get the boys drinks.
"Okay I've talked about my family, now it's your turn!" Blaine demanded with his charming smile that made Sam melt into a hot mess.
"Well contrary to popular belief, I wasn't born on Nashville, I was born on Boston and I lived there until I was eight, then I moved to Nashville and after that I moved to Chicago... I went to a boarding school... Then I came to Lima..." Sam didn't want to go into all the details around Chicago... He wanted to forget that part of his life... Their food arrived and the conversation stopped for a while.
"So will you join Glee club?" Blaine couldn't say no to that smile. Sam kept talking about the latest glee club drama and how they almost lost regionals sectionals because of Finn.
"So Mr. Schue let him stay? After he said he refused to perform right before the competition?" Sam nodded and Blaine continued with his rant. "And then Puck had to replace him like right before the competition?..." Another nod, "Wow Schuester was an idiot!"
"Everybody deserves a second chance, and Mr Schue is a cool guy, he helped me..." Sam looked down and he could almost feel Blaine's eyes staring at his skull. "With the whole Kurt thing..." Sam clearly didn't want to talk about that so Blaine tried to find a new topic for their conversation.
"Do you want to watch the Two Towers when we get back?" And with that, their conversation for the next half hour, revolved around the land of Tolkien.
"I invited you so I pay!" Sam started to pull his wallet, but Blaine laughed.
"My dad owns 3 jets, my granddad bought me an F430 Spider for my 16th birthday, we can split." Sam laughed a long and after the boys payed, they came out to the cold night of December.
"Do you want to get some coffee, for the way?" The brunet boy asked, as they stood in front of the coffee shop. The light that came from the lamppost above them made Sam's features look even more beautiful, 'Come back to reality Anderson!' Sam agreed with him and once they had their coffees, Blaine made sure to add a generous amount of cinnamon to his coffee...
You see, there was a method to his madness. One afternoon during the summer, before Blaine broke their 'thing' Sam told him that he loved the taste of cinnamon in Blaine's lips, and Blaine never forgot those sweet words... Plus, a hot cup of coffee on a cold night like that was a treat. The drive to the Evan's household was accompanied by a smooth jazz coming from the car's speakers.
"So"... Sam whispered, both boys were standing on the porch, "This is the part where we say goodbye and I hope for a second date?"
"No..." Blaine said slowly, "This is the part where we kiss..." both boys got closer, Sam slid his hands around Blaine's waist, their faces were less than an inch apart... And when Sam's lips met Blaine's... It was like magic... So different from all the other times... So meaningful... So perfect... The taste of cinnamon in Blaine's lips the other boy's hand tugging his coat... They were in heaven... The boys parted for a second, and connected their foreheads. Sam looked into Blaine's hazel eyes... His eyes, with little drops of gold in them, they were beautiful. No words where shared between the two, they just looked into each other's eyes, and then, they kissed... And again... And again... And again... Going a little further with each kiss.
"Blaine... I... Hm... I need to open the... hm... door, we're freezing!" Actually they weren't, Sam's chest was still burning from the heated kiss, but they should get inside, just to be safe. The brunet boy flushed and he stepped aside to let Sam open the front door. Sam took Blaine's hand and drove him upstairs.
He was about to open the door to his room, when suddenly he stopped, turned around and bit his lip.
"Does this mean we're?" Sam couldn't finish the sentence, there was still a part of him that... Ignored his acceptance towards his feelings.
"Boyfriends?" Blaine finished. His eyes went from Sam's lips to his green eyes... Green like emeralds and so beautiful... "Do you want to?" Sam nodded and Blaine pulled him in for a long warm kiss.
They fell onto the bed, Sam was on top of Blaine, kissing the boy's neck and earning those moans that turned him on so much. His hands ran down the other boys body, feeling him, before his could get control of himself, his hands had made quick work of Blaine's sweater.
"Uh... Blaine?" Oh god this was going to be awkward "Uh... You... I... We're not?..."
"Oh no! I mean, you're really, really hot but, let's go slow..." After that awkward moment, they went back to making out. "Sam?" The blond lifted his head from Blaine's neck and looked him in the eyes, "Can I still take your shirt off?" Sam laughed and he went down to give Blaine a nice, long deep kiss. His tongue begged for permission and the brunet boy let him in. There was a quick battle for dominance, but Blaine gave up, he had to focus on unbuttoning Sam's shirt. Blaine slowly unbuttoned the top buttons of Sam's shirt. One of his hands slid inside and touched Sam's muscular chest... Blaine couldn't take it anymore! He ripped the other boys shirt opened and he got his hands on Sam's abs... Blaine sighed. Those abs... He was pretty sure they could cut glass. His hands traveled up to Sam's pecs and he squeezed them, Sam moaned. A moan that could pass for a whimper a desire for more... Eventually the boys got tired and Sam slid next to Blaine, cuddling the shorter boy into him. Blaine snuggled his head into the crook of Sam's neck, they fell a sleep with smiles on their faces... They were in heaven...
The days until Christmas flew by. There was a new found happiness on the Evans' household. A happiness that made Blaine hum to every Christmas jingle that came on the television. Christmas morning came and the two excited twins did what they do every single year. They got out of bed and ran into their older brother's room.
The door flew open and Stevie stopped... Blaine was cuddled into Sam and the blond boy had his upper body on top of Blaine, kissing him...
"Sam?..." Stevie whispered. Sam quickly turned around... Panic and fear couldn't describe the expression on his face. Blaine grabbed his hand and squeezed it, but Sam didn't react, he was in shock. "What were you doing?
"We..." The words couldn't leave Sam's mouth. Blaine took a deep breath and he spoke.
"We were kissing..." The fact that Sam was shirtless wasn't helping the whole 'let's be serious' act. Sam looked at Blaine, fear in his eyes.
"But it's wrong... Boys shouldn't kiss other boys..." Said Stevie stepping inside his brother's room.
"Why because they're boys?" Blaine asked, Stevie nodded in response. "What if the boys really like each other? Like your mom and your dad?..."
"But Louis said that his brother said that two boys shouldn't kiss, it's wrong... He said they were fags..." Sam's eyes were watery, he couldn't go through this... Not with these two...
"Do you think Sam and I are fags?" Blaine asked. The twins shouted "No" and Blaine continued, "Boys who like other boys aren't fags, they're gay..."
"Sammy are you gay?..." Stacey asked her brother. Sam couldn't look up... He couldn't talk... The lump on his throat was stopping him... Blaine squeezed his hand and responded.
"Yes he is... and I'm too" Somehow the last part had never been mentioned. "And I really like your brother and I think he likes me too..." Those words managed to make Sam smile. "And if two persons like each other why shouldn't they kiss?" Stevie shrugged at Blaine's question. "Boys can like other boys and girls can like other girls, it's normal..."
"So, are two boyfriends?" Asked Stacey in that cute town child make when they're talking about something that embarrasses them.
"Yes we are..." This time, Sam replied, everyone in the room turned to him. Blaine smiled and pushed him down. A few minutes later, there was a tickling war and the older boys where losing. Mary called them fro breakfast and the twins jumped out of bed and ran downstairs, they had forgotten that it was Christmas... Blaine was leaving the room but Sam pulled him back in for a kiss. A long, passionate kiss.
"Thank you..." Sam pulled him for a hug, trying to fight back the tears that creped to his eyes. "Thank you so much... I couldn't do that..." Blaine kissed him one more time, and they were brought back to life by the sound of Mary's voice calling them down for breakfast. They ate breakfast while the kids opened the presents. Blaine got Stevie a video game, he bought Stacey a doll house. He got Dwight a pack of blue ties, he had heard the man complain about not having any blue ties. He got Mary the next book of the collection she was reading, and finally, he handed his gift to Sam. Sam took, what was obviously a book and he opened it. Beneath the wrapping paper, there was a note that had written the words , "Your gift is upstairs..." in yellow.
"Flip it..." Blaine whispered. Sam flipped the card and written on the back were the words "Assassin's Creed" in big yellow letters. Sam jumped in surprise and he hugged Blaine tightly and the boys shared a quick kiss. After that they all spent the morning playing outside, throwing snowballs at each other and running around the house. After lunch, Blaine took Sam upstairs, and he pushed him inside the room.
"Remember that time where you told me you could kick my ass at Assassin's Creed?" The brunet boy asked and Sam nodded in response. They had been studying for hours, and they were bored, so the boys started talking about video games, and Sam told Blaine that he could kick his ass at any of the Assassin's Creed games. "Well..." Blaine started, he bend down to grab a large box, wrapped in blue paper. "I got us all the games, and a PS3..." Blaine barely had time to place the box down. Sam had grabbed him and shoved him on the bed, kissing the shorter boy's lips and neck.
"Gosh you're amazing!" Sam told him. The boys spent the rest of the afternoon playing video games and kissing... Lots and lots of kissing... After dinner, the Evans were in the living room, watching a Christmas movie. The twins were laying on the ground, devouring a bowl of popcorn, Sam and Blaine were cuddled in the couch, devouring each other's faces, when the phone rang. They all looked surprised, all the merry Christmas calls where done, who could it be? Mary went to answer the call. She came back and the news she had for Blaine, made the sweet taste of cinnamon he had on his lips, from the coffee they had had after Christmas dinner, turn bitter and the pain he felt, was like no other...
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