S2 AU. Finn persuades Sam to come to Dalton with him. Reluctantly, Sam agrees, and he surely doesn't regret it.
Dalton Miracles
"Dude, you gotta come with me!"
"Why? It's your brother. I'm not very good friends with Kurt", Sam said.
"It's a gay school", Finn explained. "I don't want to be the only straight guy there when I visit him."
Sam frowned. "It an all-boys boarding school but that doesn't mean everybody is gay. I've gone to one, too, remember?"
"But Kurt has found a boyfriend there", Finn said.
Sam sighed and punted his food. He had come to the cafeteria with the expectation to eat his lunch and then Finn had told him about plans to go visit Kurt at his new school. To be fair, Glee club was a little sadder without Kurt, that was true.
"Well. Okay, I'll do it for you", Sam decided. Finn clenched his fist and ate on.
Just why would Finn ask Sam after they had spent the last weeks fighting over Quinn? Maybe it was the fact that Finn had won and pitied Sam now. Otherwise he'd asked Puck, right? Or… he had somehow sensed Sam wasn't declined to boys, too, and now wanted to find him a boyfriend? Oh God, how embarrassing.
"Listen, Finn. I know you like outing people in public but please keep it to yourself for now, okay? I'm not ready yet. I never had a boyfriend or anything so…" Sam shrugged. "I want to take it slow."
Finn stopped eating and stared at him.
"What? You… you wanted Quinn."
"That was last week", Sam explained Finn.
"No, I mean… was she supposed to be your beard or…?" Finn spoke quietly, Sam had to give him credit for that.
"No, man, I like both."
"Huh, so Kurt was right."
Sam bit his lip. "Kurt knows, too? Oh man. I thought I could pass as straight."
"Well, you can. I didn't suspect anything but you know, Kurt is gay and claims he has the best gaydar ever and everything."
"Oh", Sam said. He narrowed his eyes. "So you don't want me to come to Dalton to look at boys?"
Finn snorted. "Well, now that you mention it…"
"No, oh, no. I will not." Sam took his plate and got up. Time to talk to other friends who didn't want to set him up.
Dalton was huge, man. It was practically a castle and since Sam didn't want to get lost he stayed close to Kurt and Finn on their way to the common room. There they met Kurt's boyfriend, a dark haired boy with a cute smile. He shook their hands.
"Hi, I'm Nick."
"Nick, this is Finn, my brother, and Sam, a friend", Kurt introduced them. "And well, this is Nick. The best boyfriend one could ever wish for."
"Aww, now you're just sweet-talking", Nick said. Kurt grinned and briefly kissed his boyfriend on the cheek. Sam glanced around, no one took any notice of the gay happening. They acted as if it was normal and didn't even look up. Wow… maybe Dalton was a gay school? But there was a boy-girl couple making out on the couch so…?
"Is… uhm… almost everyone here…?" Sam asked. Kurt looked at him questioningly for a few moments, then got it and shook his head.
"Actually, Nick is the only openly gay boy I met until now. Pure coincidence that I fell in love with him", he said.
Nick laughed. "No coincidence, it was my charming smile."
"Or that" Kurt admitted.
Oh. Sam didn't know if he should be relieved or disappointed. A gay school would've meant no judging at all. Kurt had explained they have a no bullying policy but some students still wouldn't understand, right? Like that dude with his girlfriend on his lap. Or the guys at the table who were playing chess and were probably so intelligent it hurt.
The four of them moved to the couches. The snogging couple didn't move to make space so Sam squeezed in between them and Finn while Kurt and Nick sat on the second couch. There was a fire place in this room but it wasn't burning. Except for chess people could also play Dart and there was a table at which students were playing Monopoly. Sam observed them and since he would never return here he allowed himself to check them out, too. There was one who he thought was really handsome and cute.
"So, do you like it here?" Finn asked Kurt.
"I do. But I miss Glee club so much", Kurt said.
"I would be all for Kurt returning to McKinley if it wasn't for Karofsky", Nick said.
"I can try talking to him again", Finn said. "But I fear it's hopeless."
The girl on Sam's left giggled quietly and continued kissing the dudes neck. It was kind of disgusting, actually.
"Do you mind?" Sam asked. He should have told them to get a room but then again he was only a visitor and the boy wore a Dalton uniform. Anyway, they ignored him.
Kurt shot them a glance, too, but didn't say anything.
"Tomorrow I'll audition for a duet at The Warblers", he mentioned.
"You will so win. I heard your voice", Nick said.
"But the judges need to like it, too", Kurt sighed. "And I'm new so… not very likely I'll get it."
Nick patted his back and Kurt into space for a few moments. Then he shook his head and loudly said: "Blaine! It's enough now. Get a room!"
The couple next to Sam stopped making out and the girl turned to Kurt with a grim look on her face. But the boy laid a hand on her shoulder.
"It's okay, honey. Kurt is just jealous."
"Why should I be jealous, I have a boyfriend!
"Exactly. No girlfriend." Blaine smirked. His girlfriend got up and he followed her.
Kurt sighed. "He can be so insensitive sometimes. But he's the captain of The Warblers, you know."
"Is he mean to you?" Finn asked.
"No, not that kind of insensitive. He changed schools because of bullying, too, so he wouldn't do that. Though he never told me why they bullied him…"
"Probably because of his hair", Nick said. He and Kurt laughed while Sam was glad to finally have some space and glided to the left. He didn't listen to the conversation and watched the Monopoly boys again. How would it be to date a boy? Or just kiss one?
Maybe he should start by talking to one first.
"Hey, Finn, do you think Kurt can introduce me to one of the boys? Preferably someone who might be gay?" he whispered to his friend as Kurt and Nick were talking.
"Oh! That's what you call taking it slow?" Finn laughed.
"Hey, if I don't do anything it's backing out, isn't it?"
"True."
But before Sam could ask Kurt he got a phone call and got up to answer it. Nick talked about some video game with Finn. Sam would've joined in but he was distracted again when the Monopoly team dispersed and one student started to clean up. It was the boy Sam found cute and since it was mean that the others didn't help him Sam decided to take the initiative and went to him.
"Hey, I –"
"Thad, you have a call", someone interrupted Sam. Sam cursed silently. Why did everyone get called at the same time?
Thad hurried away and the student who had told him about the call took over the tidying. It was Blaine, and he sent Sam an amused look.
"Do your friends bore you already?"
"What? No."
"So you didn't want to ask Thad about a round of Monopoly?" Blaine held up a house and waggled it. Damn, his smile was cute, too.
"No, I wanted to ask where the bathrooms are."
"Did Kurt forget it?"
Sam took a deep breath, a little annoyed, but then Blaine smiled again and nudged his shoulder.
"Just kidding. Come on, I'll show you."
What else could he do than follow him? Sam caught Finn's eyes and gestured to the side, and Finn nodded.
Their footsteps echoed in the empty hallway as they walked it down.
"So… did your girlfriend leave already?" Sam asked because he would've thought the two of them weren't finished yet.
"Looks like it."
"Oh. I'm sorry."
"No, we didn't fight or anything."
"Oh."
Blaine glanced at Sam. "What about you, do you have a girlfriend?"
"No. Uhm, I fought for a girl last week but I lost."
Blaine raised his eyebrows. "Really? What kind of girl wouldn't want to date you?"
Sam threw the other boy a confused glance and Blaine bit his lip.
"I mean… my girlfriend said you are attractive. I wouldn't know. I'm not gay."
"And bi?"
Blaine's head shot to Sam and his mouth stood open for a few seconds until he caught himself.
"No, straight. Why, are you bi?"
"Yes."
"Oh. Uhm, well, here we are."
Blaine came to a halt and pointed at a door with a little man on it. Sam nodded and allowed himself one last look at Blaine. The cutest were always straight, such a pity.
"You, uh, find the way back by yourself?" Blaine asked.
"Yeah, it's not that far", Sam said. Blaine nodded and took off. Since Sam was here now he used the bathroom, and while he washed his hands he looked at his hair in the mirror. It was light blonde and really great, nobody could deny that. Even Blaine's girlfriend had noticed it, or, well, had noticed Sam in general. Too bad Thad hadn't. Although, Sam had to admit, right now he kind of couldn't stop thinking about that Blaine guy's smile.
When Sam came back into the common room Blaine wasn't here and it was really for the best. Sam needed to cast his eye on someone who could return his affections, not on straight boys.
"Sam, Kurt and Nick need to do homework now. Actual homework? Yes, at least that's what they said. Let's go", Finn whispered as Sam sat next to him.
Sam squared his shoulders and nodded. He would never come to Dalton again and could look for boys at other places. Not McKinley, maybe, but there had got to be places like bars and stuff, right? They said goodbye to Kurt and Nick, and then Finn walked out of the room way too fast. Sam glanced around once more to look for Blaine and then let it go. There were other boys in this world, so many other boys.
"So, how did you like Nick? He seems alright. I hope it works out with them", Finn said when they were walking to the stairs.
"Yeah, he's really nice."
"I'm sorry we didn't find you a boyfriend."
"No, that's okay, it's…" Sam cleared his throat. "Okay."
Finn grinned, patted his shoulder and continued his way to the car. Sam followed him quietly, amazed about how fast Finn had adjusted to the fact that Sam was bi.
A few days later they met with Kurt and Nick in the Lima Bean. Sam ordered a Cappuccino although he'd maybe needed something stronger. The school week was finally over and he was exhausted. Tonight he'd fall into bed and wouldn't move for two days straight.
But then Kurt said something about a party at Dalton.
"It's nothing big. The faculty allowed us to invite some people and even gave a little budget for drinks and snacks. The music has to be kept at minimum level and everything but it's a party!" Kurt beamed.
"Sounds cool!" Finn nodded. He nudged Sam but Sam shook his head. He was way too tired for more action.
"Oh, come on, Sam!" Kurt said, and Finn supported his brother.
"Yeah, man! This is a sign, you know? About your mission to get a boyfriend?"
"A – what? What did I miss?" Kurt goggled at Sam, who sighed.
"Finn, remember what I told you about not outing me?"
"Oops."
"You're gay?" Kurt shouted.
Sam hid his head in his hands. Oh. My. God.
"No, I'm not. I'm bi. And thanks for keeping it down."
"Woooho, we're going to drink to your new found love for boys tonight!" Kurt said, hammering at the table. Nick quietly chuckled but shot Sam an empathetic look. Well, at least someone here didn't think his sexuality was a freaking joke.
He still wouldn't go, though, but he figured it was easier to clear that up with Finn when Kurt wasn't around.
"Oh!" Kurt sighed and turned his head to Nick. "He's really starting to annoy me."
"Me?" Sam said before he could think about it.
"No, silly, my roommate." Kurt nodded to the entrance. Sam glanced over his shoulder and his stomach did a single dizzy loop as he saw Blaine entering the café.
"He literally has no other topic than girls. I mean, yeah, you're a boy who likes girls, great for you. We could still talk about homework now and then, or is this too much to ask?" Kurt wanted to know.
"His girlfriend isn't here", Sam observed. The black haired boy got in line while studying the menu above the counter. His profile was really beautiful, almost too beautiful. Not like anything Sam had ever seen in another boy.
"Yeah, weird enough. I thought they were joined at the hip", Kurt said. He snapped his fingers and made Sam turn to him.
"Don't even think about it. He will only break your heart", Kurt said.
"What? I'm not… I don't… not…" Sam stuttered, blood shooting to his face and ears. He leaned down to his coffee and waited until Kurt looked away.
"Hey, let him look", Nick said. "Sam is just discovering other boys and looking has never hurt anybody until now, right?"
"Thanks", Sam mumbled.
"Oh", Kurt sighed. "You're right. And isn't there a saying like… You have to burn your fingers before you can learn how to handle fire?"
He snickered and then Nick said something about cake so Kurt immediately turned to him.
"Yes! Get it! Cheese for me."
Nick chuckled and got up. "Sam, do you want to keep me company?"
"What?" Kurt opened his mouth in confusion and Sam would've, too, but then Kurt grinned.
"Oh! You clever little fox. Yes, Sam, go on, don't let Nick go alone!"
Sam's feet moved one their own accord and only when they actually had joined the line did he realise what Nick had done. They stood behind Blaine and now Nick tipped against his shoulder.
"Hey, Blaine! I hadn't thought I'd see you here!"
Blaine looked over his shoulder and turned to them.
"Oh, yeah, I was in the mood for a coffee. Hey."
He nodded at Sam. "We have met, haven't we?"
"Yeah, uhm…" Sam wetted his lips that were as dry as his throat. Shit, he really needed more practise in talking to cute boys.
"This is Sam", Nick said. "He and Finn sometimes visit Kurt."
"One time", Sam croaked. They took a step forward.
"They'll be at the party tonight, too", Nick said.
"Cool."
This really wasn't a situation that Sam wanted to be in. Despite his claim to be straight Blaine's eyes wandered down on Sam and Sam felt like he was waiting for approval. Or worse, getting it. Because… how would he ever go on from here? No, Sam wanted to get back into the closet like, now.
Luckily it was Blaine's turn to give his order then. While he was distracted Nick nudged Sam's arm.
"Do you want cake, too?"
"Huh?"
Nick just laughed and ordered something while Blaine received his coffee and paid.
"See you tonight, then", he said as he passed Sam. It was about two minutes later when Sam's brain started to work and he replied "Yeah, see you" only that Blaine by that time already had left the café and Nick asked Sam to go back to the table.
"And? Tell me all about it! Did Sam turn Blaine gay?" Kurt asked when Nick seated himself. Sam drank his now cold Cappuccino and pretended that they were talking about another Sam.
"I wouldn't know but what I can tell you is that Sammy here has a huge crush." Nick grinned and looked like he enjoyed the gossip way more than his cake.
"Uuuuuh, exciting!" Kurt said. "Your first boy crush! Sam, that's great. Though you had to choose a straight guy but that's almost the norm for first boy crushes." He glanced at Finn, who didn't react to that.
"But experiences and everything. Yeah." Kurt nodded and finally ate his cake.
"Never mind", Finn said. "Sam has still his whole life in front of him. And tonight is only the beginning!"
"Oh, big words", Sam said.
"Well, you know me."
Sam fumbled with his mug. He still didn't have to go to the party. Blaine wouldn't care. He hadn't sad "I'm looking forward to see you" or anything. He had just been polite. And he hadn't really checked out Sam, why would he. It was just, you know, a friendly gesture. To estimate whether they could be friends or not. And Sam didn't want to see this boy again, well, not necessarily. Blaine had a girlfriend and all that jazz. Although, on the other hand, it really would be good practise for Sam to just talk to him. Getting the hang of dealing with his gay feelings and stuff like that. Yeah.
"Okay, I'm going", Sam said. Kurt and Nick looked at him questioningly.
"Where to?"
"To your party tonight."
"That's great, Sam!" Kurt said. "But kind of half an hour ago. What do you think of baking?"
"Uhm, I… do like to eat pastry."
"Because Nick and I want to bake Muffins tomorrow."
"Cool."
"Do you want to join us?"
Sam looked at Finn, who raised his eyebrows. "I'll be in the house, too, but I'll sure be playing Halo."
"Do you need a partner for that?"
"Nope."
Sam sighed, looked at Kurt and Nick and nodded. He could use that time to ask some gay questions, and afterwards still play Halo with Finn.
Sam's hands wouldn't stop sweating. He wiped them with a tissue but already in the next minute they were wet again! And his heart was fluttering as if he had developed cardiac arrhythmia. If that would go on all night he'd probably had to go to the doctor tomorrow.
And it wasn't even something serious that he was nervous about. Just talking to a stranger. And Sam didn't want to achieve anything, he knew Blaine was straight. He just wanted to obverse how his own body reacted in the presence of boys. Right now it was reacting strongly, alright, but Blaine wasn't even here yet.
Sam sat on a sofa together with Finn and Quinn, they drank punch and ate pizza. A teacher was present and threw strict glances around.
"Why are we going out with Sam again?" Quinn asked.
"Because we are nice and forgive him for interfering with our –"
"Dude, you interfered", Sam interrupted Finn.
"And because he is gay now."
Sam rolled his eyes and moaned. "Man! Stop outing me!"
"What? You said you weren't!" Quinn said, eyes wide open.
"Oh, wait until you meet the boy he is in love with", Finn said.
"Would you two stop already!? Wow, you are so… so…"
Finn raised his eyebrows and waited for Sam to find a word but that, of course, didn't exactly help it. He threw a mean glance at his friend and ex-girlfriend and got up.
At the table sat a big group of Dalton students although they didn't wear their uniforms.
"Hey, we are thinking about playing Monopoly", a chubby boy said to Sam. "Would you join us?"
"Uhm… sure."
Sam realised that Nick sat on the table, too, and he glanced around to see where Kurt was. But he wasn't around so Sam concentrated on the game. He had bought two hotels, three streets and had been to jail five times (the other boys had started to call him Not-So-Smooth-Criminal after the third time) when someone stood behind his chair, one hand on the rest and bowing slightly to the table.
"They just love that game", Blaine said. He wore a blue shirt and green pants, which was weird after having him seen in his uniform. Sam's mouth was completely dry all of a sudden and his forgotten cardiac arrhythmia was back. He could only nod and gulp. So stupid. He should say something like "I noticed", cool and unaffected and everything. But he didn't, in fact he said nothing and stared at the boy who had introduced himself as Trent making his move.
"Blaine isn't allowed to play with us anymore", David laughed.
"You're all sore losers, that's what you are", Blaine said.
Sam wondered where his girlfriend was. Was she here, or not? Had they broken up, or not? And why couldn't he just say something? He never was that shy! He had sung to Quinn in the first week of knowing her. Hell, he had proposed to her.
Blaine stood there for the whole round. On his turn Sam moved three steps on the board and had to pay five dollars to Trend. When it was done he felt strangely relieved, took a deep breath and leaned back in his chair. His shoulders pressed against fingers and the relief was gone immediately. Instead Sam stiffened, not sure what to do. But Blaine pulled his fingers back. For the briefest moment they glided along Sam's back – and he could feel them through his shirt as if it wasn't there – then it was over and the only thing left from the moment was Sam's racing heart and a yearning for more.
Okay, this couldn't go on like that. He wasn't a thirteen year old girl crushing on a teacher or something, he could talk. Following a spontaneous impulse Sam turned halfway around on his chair and looked at Blaine – only to realise the black haired boy was on his way to the sofas now.
Alright then. Sam turned to the table again and got through the rest of the game more or less concentrated. When it was done and most of the people went away he helped Trent putting the stuff back into its box. Maybe now Sam could go and see if he would find Thad. After all there still was the possibility of him being gay and maybe Sam could crush on him, too.
"Sam! Sam, psst, here!"
Kurt's voice tore Sam out of his thoughts. He figured he could say hello to Kurt before looking for Thad so he went to him. Kurt was standing close to the door, holding up a bottle. Sam frowned and went to him.
"What's that?"
"It's Vodka! You'll help me spike the punch, right?"
"There is a teacher here…?"
"Yes, and you don't go to this school! Perfect, right? He can't expel you."
"Wow, so that's why you wanted me to come. Nice to know how loved I am."
"Oh come on, don't be like that. Nick and I will distract Mr Gilmore and you just… just pour in as much as you can."
Kurt pressed the bottle into Sam's hands and hurried away. With a dash of panic Sam put the bottle under his shirt. Hell! That's not how he wanted to be remembered at Dalton!
"What are you doing?"
"Gosh!" Sam literally jumped up and he was sure there were beads of sweat running down his forehead now.
"Do you have to creep up on me like that, man?"
Blaine didn't answer and kept looking at the bottle – or rather the place where Sam held it under his shirt.
"This is pretty conspicuous, you know? Running around with your hands under your shirt."
"I… Fuck, I never asked for this. Here."
Sam pulled the bottle out and held it to Blaine. He didn't take it, though, and just looked at Sam. This didn't exactly help his up-building panic attack.
"If you don't want it just tell Kurt."
"Oh yeah, like it's that easy."
Blaine shrugged. "It should be with friends."
"Kurt is my friend. And that's why I'm doing this for him."
Sam glared at Blaine thought he felt kind of childish while doing it and went to the table where they had put snacks and the bowl of punch on. Nick and Kurt were already talking to the teacher so Sam simply opened the bottle and poured it out. Everything came into the punch. Then he quickly stirred it with the scoop and hurried away, putting the empty bottle in the bin right next to the door and wiped over his forehead. Yup, definitively, beads of sweat.
"Well, I'm impressed."
Blaine was still where Sam had left him, his triangle shaped eyebrows lifted in an expression Sam wouldn't exactly classify as impressed. Rather assessing, actually. Maybe he thought Sam was a bad guy. Was that a good thing?
"Impressed about how quick you are in dismissing your instincts and doing what people tell you to do."
"Oh, shut up", Sam said in a kneejerk reaction while the heat of embarrassment crept up his neck. He couldn't look at Blaine so he turned to Kurt and Nick and watched them approaching the buffet.
"Where's your girlfriend?" he suddenly heard himself ask.
Blaine didn't answer again, so Sam looked at him until the black haired boy returned his gaze. It was hard to hold it, to bear the tingling roar in Sam's guts and to order his legs to stay where they were but somehow he managed it. Blaine broke the eye contact by watching their friends again.
"Not here."
"Wow, really?"
Blaine bit his lip and stared into space. It gave Sam time to study him, his gelled hair, the stern expression of his eyes, his pink mouth. His face became more the one of a friend than of a stranger and Sam wanted to get closer still. Kiss those lips.
That thought went right into his guts and made him look away. Kurt and Nick seemed pleased with the punch and gestured other students to try it. Finn and Quinn didn't participate in that silliness and stayed on the couch.
"Do you want to drink something?" Sam asked.
"No. No, I… have to go."
"Oh?" Sam's eyes shot to Blaine, questioningly, silently asking him to stay. "Why?"
"Just…" Blaine shook his head and turned away without looking at Sam. But since Sam wasn't himself today and couldn't control his actions anyhow he followed Blaine to the hall. The black haired boy noticed it and frowned.
"Did I say come with me?"
"You did now."
Blaine raised his eyebrows in a critical way and after some endless moments when Sam was about to give in one corner of Blaine's mouth raised up.
"Just because you're cute doesn't mean you get away with everything", Blaine said.
"It works often enough." Had Blaine really just called him cute? Oh wow.
Blaine scratched his neck. "Well, I'm bored and going to my room. Do you want to see it?"
"Sure, why not."
What the hell was happening? If Blaine had been bored he just could've agreed to the offered drink. But alright. They silently walked down the hall. Blaine's room was Kurt's room but Sam had never been to it so when he entered he looked around curiously. It really was only a small room with two beds opposite to each other, a window with a desk in front of it and a door that led to a small bathroom.
"Wow, your own bathroom! At my old school I had to walk like three miles to get to the bathroom only to have to share it with twenty other dudes", Sam said.
"You went to a boarding school?"
"Yes. All-boys even. But in Tennessee", Sam said. He went to the window and looked down on the empty yard. When he turned around Blaine stood there, hands in his pockets and teetering. Their eyes met and Sam didn't know what to say. He had so many questions but not one came to his mind right now. Plus all of his physical symptoms were back, sweaty hands, heart dashing, it was horrible. He wanted to go home. What was he even doing here?
"So, uh, this is my room. Nothing special", Blaine said, shrugging.
"It's cool."
Blaine pulled a face and scratched his neck again. "We should've brought drinks with us. Wait, maybe I have…" He went to one of the two cupboards and opened a few drawers. The fact that he pulled out a bottle with transparent liquid didn't really make a good impression on Sam. So he was a straight, drinking dude. Why on earth was Sam still here, really?
"I mean, it's not much, I'm sorry."
Oh yeah, because of Blaine's heavenly voice and eyes and the fact that he looked like the most beautiful angel that ever existed. Blaine went to the bathroom and came back with two glasses. Sam got the feeling it were glasses used for tooth brushing purposes but he didn't mention it. Instead he watched Blaine pour a few ounces liquid into them before he filled them up with orange juice that had stood on the desk since who knew how long.
"Now, my friend, you'll get to taste the most fantastic O-V mix, original Anderson recipe", Blaine grinned. Sam sat down on the bed and received one of the glasses. When Blaine sat down next to him everything went out of control once again. Sam drank a few gulps. It burnt down his throat but it was actually good. A distraction. Yes.
"Now, Sam."
"You remember my name."
"Yeah." Blaine smiled and put his glass on the ground. His arms were very muscular and Sam wondered if he worked out. Oh, of course he did, his chest under his shirt seemed just as fit.
"What sports are you doing?" Sam asked.
"Not many. I mean, does dancing count? I do like football but I'm not qualified enough to play it."
"Dancing counts, I suppose." Sam also put his glass aside, took a deep breath and smiled at Blaine. This was so awkward. Why did he have to intrude? Blaine was probably looking for an excuse to get rid of Sam the whole time.
Blaine was good in appearing not annoyed, though. He smiled back way more secure than Sam ever could and then leaned to him. Sam felt like passing out but Blaine did not kiss him as expected. He turned his head so that they almost were cheek to cheek and whispered: "Any special reason you wanted to come with me?"
He leaned back only enough to look at Sam's face. He smelled fantastic and his lips were so red and looked so luscious. This had been an invitation, right? Sam didn't know what was right or wrong and he knew he would regret it. Still, he had to, he just had to. So he said "Yeah" and leaned forwards to capture those lips. He could be mistaken but the way Blaine sighed deeply, cupped Sam's face and responded made him think that he wasn't as straight as he had told Sam.
Sam didn't know what was better; the way his own body felt like he was in it for the first time, like it was the best thing on earth, or the way he could feel Blaine's body heat so close to him and his pulse vibrating without any border between them. And his lips were luscious, like warm vanilla ice cream mixed with orange. Sam pressed his own lips against them and when he released the pressure it was Blaine's turn to move against him. It was just fantastic and fun.
Sam dared to lay his arm on Blaine's back between his shoulder blades, uneasily rubbing over the shirt. He didn't know this boy but he made out with him. How weird was that? Was it good, was it okay? Should he have thought it through? But it was a party!
"Mm." Blaine glided a little bit closer. Sam felt a wet, hot tongue driving over his lower lip and he instinctively opened his mouth to lick it. Blaine's hands on his face now wandered through Sam's hair, causing a shudder. They found their way to his neck and settled down, gently pushing Sam closer to Blaine. It was too much, though. Sam pulled back. With his breath going fast and his heart pulsing through his lips he looked into Blaine's dark eyes.
"I've never kissed a boy before", he panted.
"Wha… what? Oh." Blaine shook his head. "But I thought you…"
"I said I was bi, I didn't say I was experienced", Sam said.
Blaine took back his hand and glided away so that Sam's hand left his back. Great, now he had killed the mood, hadn't he?
"What about you, though, I thought you were straight?"
"Let's not discuss this." Blaine bowed down to take his glass and he drank so much from it Sam could only frown.
"Was it that bad?"
"Huh?" Blaine drove a hand over his mouth and kept the glass in his hand. He looked questioningly at Sam, who shook his head. He wanted to make out again. But at the same time he didn't because he had to process everything. He didn't know what he wanted.
Then his feed moved on their own accord and he got up while he scratched his neck.
"Uhm… I better go and see… my friends probably miss me."
"Yeah, yeah, sure." Blaine nodded and drank again. He didn't look at Sam so Sam just left the room. Had he done something wrong? Oh he shouldn't have said that he had never kissed another boy before. Now Blaine feared Sam would fall in love with him.
Back in the party room things had gone wild. With booze in their systems the students now ran around, screamed and danced all while the teacher looked around helplessly. Thankfully Finn and Quinn still sat on the couch so Sam went to them.
"Where have you been?" Quinn asked.
"This is a party, I can go wherever I want to", Sam said.
"Defensive, much?" Quinn mumbled.
"Have you been with a boy?" Finn waggled his eyebrows.
Sam preferred not to say anything and crossed his arms. His lips were still tingling. It had been great, kissing Blaine. Just why did he pretend to be straight in a school that had an anti-bullying policy? Or was he really straight and had just missed his girlfriend? Damn, how should Sam know? He shouldn't have fled. Too late now.
The next morning Sam lay awake in his bed and stared at the ceiling. He felt kind of different. He had kissed a boy; he was officially bi now. Just why was everything else around him the same? It was weird.
His phone rang. After a brief glance at the caller ID Sam answered it.
"Hey Kurt."
"Hi! So, just in case you forgot it I want to remind you that you agreed to bake with me and Nick today. I expect you at my house in one hour. Dress neatly!"
"Why, it's just baking." Sam rolled his eyes. Why had he said yes? Or… was this a thing he had to do now, being bi and all? Doing women's work?
He sighed and got out of bed. Time for a shower.
"Finally! You're late!" Kurt opened the door wearing an apron that had white spots all over it. "I thought you had changed your mind."
"I never say no to a round of Ha- of baking." Sam smiled and entered the house. Since he had to bake he might as well enjoy it. And later play Halo with Finn. Just to be a good friend.
The baking turned out fun. Nick and Kurt were high spirited as they mixed together all ingredients.
"Sam, you can make the frosting, although I had planned to give you some help for it", Kurt said. He glanced at his watch while Nick stirred the dough they had made.
"You don't need to help me", Sam said. "Just tell me what I have to do."
"No, I mean… my roommate wanted to join us. I have no idea what he is about all of a sudden. One day he's like 'I don't talk to you unless we're talking about my girlfriend' the next he's like 'I want to bake with you'. Uh, but whatever."
"Your roommate?" Sam listened up. "Blaine? Why?"
"I just told you I don't know!"
"Did he say anything about me?"
"Oh, yeah, I forgot about your crush", Kurt said. Nick laughed.
"You forgot about it? Oh please."
"What? I'm not coupling all the time. Just… maybe seventy percent of it."
"Ninety", Nick said. "At least. And you asked Blaine if he wanted to join us, don't deny it." He rolled his eyes to Sam, who only listened with one ear. All of a sudden he was pretty excited. Who had allowed Blaine to poke his nose into Sam's life? What if Sam didn't want to bake with him, huh? He couldn't just… come and… be here.
"I did not ask him. I'm not that cruel to Sam, I mean, the boy is straight and I know when better not to interfere", Kurt said.
"Maybe he won't come at all", Sam said. "Maybe he made up with his girlfriend and is with her now." Sam had been thinking about it. The reason for Blaine's trip to gay-land clearly was because he had had a fight with his girlfriend.
"Why, made up? Did they fight?" Kurt asked.
"Yes." Sam nodded.
"If they fought then it was last week. Didn't anybody of you notice she wasn't there yesterday? They are over", Nick said. "He told me yesterday before the party."
"Ooooh I see", Sam said. That was the reason. He was lonely.
"You see what? And why didn't he tell me?" Kurt said. He put the last dough into the muffin mould and put it in the oven.
"Maybe because you had enough of his girl talk? You think you are discreet when in fact it's pretty easy to tell what you're thinking, Kurt", Nick said.
Kurt wanted to say something but in this moment the doorbell rang. He sighed and went to get it. Sam's heart beat like crazy. No one has asked him if he wanted Blaine here, no one! He hadn't yet been able to process everything. He had liked the kiss, yes. But that was it. There never could be more.
Sam studied the recipe book very intensely (in a large bowl combine butter and vanilla using a hand mixer until light and fluffy) as he heard voices and footsteps approaching. He only looked up as Kurt called him for the second time.
"Huh? Oh, hey", he said nonchalantly to Blaine who was standing across him, looking around eagerly. Today he wore a red shirt and blue pants. That boy seriously needed some fashion advice.
Sam ignored Kurt's grinning and Nick's smirking and went back to the book.
"I'm sorry I'm late. My brother called unexpectedly and it's very hard to get rid of him", Blaine said. So he had a brother. Interesting.
"Doesn't matter. Sam here was late, too. In fact he waited for you, right, Sam?"
"What?" Sam frowned. "I didn't even know he would come."
"Oh, details. So, are you two going to make the frosting now? Nick and I did our work." Kurt pointed to the oven. Blaine sniffed the air and complimented the scent, yadda, yadda. Sam read the book again. Wow, he had never read one sentence so often not even in a school book when he had to memorise it. In a large bowl combine butter and vanilla using a hand mixer until light and fluffy.
"So! What do we have to do?" Suddenly Blaine stood next to Sam and leaned in a bit to read the cook book. His scent crept into Sam's nose and made him inhale deeply.
Sam finally did what the book told him. He put cream and vanilla extract into a bowl. Kurt gave Blaine a hand mixer and after adding shortening, too, the mash was done pretty quickly. Nick and Kurt chatted while Blaine switched off the mixer.
"Sam, I have to be honest. I came here to apologize to you."
"Oh?"
"I came on pretty strong yesterday, I know it. I'm sorry. I didn't want to scare you."
"It's okay." Damn, no! Sam shouldn't give in so easily! He cleared his throat. "Well, I mean, I know why you did it. You and your girlfriend are over. I'd be sad, too."
"Oh, no, that was not the reason. I…" Blaine glanced at Kurt and Nick who didn't pay them any attention but apparently it wasn't safe enough for Blaine.
"It's a long story and I'd like to tell it to you if you don't mind. Maybe we can grab a coffee? My treat of course", Blaine said.
"I… uh… uhm…" Sam scratched his neck. If he accepted would that be good or bad? Because he still had some butterflies in his tummy when he looked at Blaine and all Blaine had in mind was apologizing. He was straight after all.
"No strings attached", Blaine said.
"I know." Sam shrugged and nodded. "Sure. When? Where? I have time today."
Sam bit his lips. Who was coming on too strong now?
"Me, too." Blaine smiled. "Then it's settled."
"Okay." Sam dared to return the smile. What a gorgeous boy. Oh, how he wished this was a date. A little more kissing wouldn't hurt them.
"So, Blaine, I heard you and Jessy are over", Kurt said. "How come you didn't tell me?"
Blaine shrugged. "It's just since yesterday and I didn't have the opportunity."
"Oh, huh." Kurt studied the dapper boy. "And what happened?"
"Kurt, that's a bit intrusive", Sam said.
"We drifted apart", Blaine said.
"Uhu, really, I wouldn't have guessed since the day before yesterday you seemed to be very tight…"
Nick went to Kurt and put a hand on his shoulder. "I think that is Blaine's decision, honey."
Sam put the dirty bowl in the dish washer and washed his hands. The topic changed to how great the party had been and how Sam was the hero of the day for spiking the punch. He would have accepted the honor if Blaine hadn't been here; Blaine who knew Sam had initially not wanted to do it. So he smiled and nodded and avoided to look at Blaine.
Eventually they finished the cupcakes and Kurt and Nick suggested watching a movie. Sam didn't want to. He couldn't think of anything else than going to drink a cup of coffee with Blaine and listen to whatever he had to tell Sam. Yeah, maybe it would disappoint Sam because it would turn out the reason for their kiss had been Blaine's curiosity or something. But he craved alone time with the boy nonetheless.
He met Blaine's look and questioningly gestured to the door. Blaine nodded so Sam turned to Kurt.
"Listen, uhm…" He put a hand in his neck and thought about how to excuse their parting. It didn't really help that Blaine came to him and laid a hand on Sam's shoulder.
"If you don't mind, Kurt, Sam and I have plans."
"Plans? What plans? What can be more important than watching 'Finding Nemo'?" Kurt eyes flew from one to the other.
"We can rain check, okay?" Blaine very cleverly avoided answering the question.
Kurt was still mistrustful and curious but somehow they managed to leave. Since they both were here with their cars they arranged to meet in front of a Starbucks branch, and a few minutes later Sam stood exactly there, nervous as hell and wondering why they didn't go to the Lima Bean.
He didn't ask Blaine, though. He ordered a Latte and they sat down in some arm chairs that were standing next to each other.
"Now." Blaine leaned a bit to Sam and again he inhaled the wonderful scent of the other. It felt like Blaine was going to tell him a secret. Sam looked into his eyes and nodded encouragingly.
"I'm gay", Blaine whispered. The words reached Sam's brain and paralyzed it. After a few moments of nothing he blinked.
"What?"
"I know it's stupid to be in the closet in Dalton with their no bullying policy and all but I got bullied so bad at my old school it scared the shit out of me and I just went right back into the closet", Blaine said. He drank a sip from his coffee and glanced around.
"You're… gay?"
Blaine nodded and locked eyes with Sam. "This is why… well after making out with a girl for weeks I just felt so… ugh, you know, and when we kissed yesterday it was like heaven." Blaine blushed while Sam's heart pounded at his words. Like heaven.
"So yeah, I forgot to be a gentleman for one second there."
"It's okay", was all Sam managed to say. He stared into Blaine's beautiful hazel eyes. Like heaven.
"Thank you for forgiving me", Blaine whispered. Sam nodded. Then he realized that it had been heaven for Blaine because he had made out with a girl all the time what he apparently didn't like and he leaned back to focus on his coffee.
"So, are you planning on coming out anytime soon or will you have another girlfriend?" he asked.
"I want to work on coming out", Blaine said, also leaning back. "But it will take some time and courage. I could use some support, too."
Sam nodded. "You could go to a counsellor if Dalton has those."
"Yeah. Sure." Blaine drank a sip and looked around. "So… you're out and proud?"
"Mh… not really." Sam put his coffee on the table and his arm on the rest. "I mean Finn knows, and Kurt but… the rest of the Glee club… oh damn, Quinn knows, so I guess the Glee club will soon know it, too." He sighed. There went his self-determined outing.
"And, uhm, is there any boy you have cast your eyes on?"
Sam shrugged while he studied his nails. Then he dared to turn his head to Blaine and hold his eyes. Blaine blushed and looked away although after a moment he glanced at Sam again, this time with a little smile on his face.
"So… do you want to grab dinner some time?"
Sam gulped. Was he serious? But why shouldn't he be. So he carefully nodded.
"I would love to."
"Cool." Blaine smiled brightly and Sam returned it. Yay! He got a date with the cutest boy ever!
A few weeks later he and Blaine were boyfriends. Secretly, of course.
Blaine had a natural drive for dominance and Sam didn't mind lying under him while making-out. Just the fact that Blaine every now and then stopped and asked if everything was okay was a bit annoying.
"I will tell you when it's too much for me, okay?" Sam said. "Seriously."
"But Sam, I know I come on too strong…" Blaine stroked over Sam's head and rested his hands on his shoulders.
"One time. It was too strong one time."
"Prudence is the better part of valor."
Sam sighed. "Just kiss me."
Sure enough, Blaine did. Of course they were in Sam's room. Dalton was a too dangerous place. But they also never went anywhere else. Not to the mall or to the movies or to a party. If Sam wanted to go one of those things he had to go alone.
When the kiss faded and Blaine moved on to caressing Sam's neck Sam sighed with pleasure. Things were so good. Things could be even better if they could go out together.
"Hey, so… there's this party on Friday", Sam said. "It's mostly for the Glee club but since Kurt is throwing it he and Nick will be there and I thought… maybe we could go?"
Blaine looked up. "You mean as a couple?"
"Only if you're ready for it. Kurt and Nick are safe persons, right, they wouldn't tell anybody if you don't want to."
Blaine rolled down and bit his lip while staring at the ceiling. Sam moved to lie on the side and look at his beautiful boyfriend.
After some time Blaine exhaled and nodded. "I want people to know we're together. It would make me so proud."
"Really?" Sam grinned brightly.
Blaine drove a hand over his forehead. "I'm afraid, yes, but I need to overcome it. And I mean, those people are really nice and in Dalton there's an anti-bullying policy so…" He turned his head to Sam and returned the smile. "Let's come out."
Sam hadn't thought about the fact that he wasn't really out, too. Yes, some people knew but despite Quinn being one of those people mysteriously the news hadn't spread.
When they came to Kurt's basement on Friday most guys already were here. They got themselves drinks and settled down on the couch. Blaine kept glancing around nervously so Sam laid a hand on his back and rubbed over it.
"Hey, relax. No one will freak out."
"I know, I know. It's just… difficult."
"But you still want to?"
"Yeah." Blaine nodded and took a deep breath.
"Maybe after one or two drinks, huh?" Sam suggested. Blaine laughed, finally, and it made Sam smile too.
"Okay, well, here's to us then." Blaine held up his glass and charged it with Sam's.
One hour later Sam still hadn't been able to think of a way to tell everybody. If they didn't come out now people would get drunk more and maybe wouldn't remember it tomorrow.
He glanced at Kurt and Nick who were making out on the couches. Soon he and Blaine didn't have to hold back anymore, too. Until then he would keep dancing.
"So, you and Blaine seem pretty tight these days", Finn said.
"Well yeah…" Sam shrugged. There was a perfect opportunity! But he couldn't just tell Finn. Everybody needed to know. And more importantly, Blaine should be involved, too.
"Do you still have a crush on him?"
Sam shrugged again. Finn grinned and hit him on the back.
"How awkward would it be if he knew? Haha!"
"Uhu, awkward."
"It's like the time Kurt had a crush on me."
"Not quite the same…"
"Yes, yes, the same, hey, Blaine!" Finn waved to Blaine who was talking to Mike. They exchanged a few more sentences and then Blaine came to them. Finn laid his arms around his shoulders and with the bottle in his other hand he pointed at Sam.
"This guy… guess what?"
"Finn…" Sam said. "Don't you ever get sick of outing me?"
"Never, my friend! So, Blaine, your little friend here, guess what! He's got a huuuuuuge…"
He gestured around and Sam feared he would spill his drink. But actually it would serve Finn right.
"A huge what?" Blaine looked in confusion from one to the other.
"Haha, not what you are thinking now! Although, I could give you exact information on that, too", Finn said.
The heat of embarrassment shot up Sam's neck.
"What?" he said in a high pitched voice. "How would you know?"
"Oh come on, who doesn't sneak a peak in the showers after football practice? Men are born to compare", Finn said.
"I don't." Sam crossed his arms. He was lying, of course, but he didn't want Blaine to think he ran around looking at other guys dicks.
"Sure, Sam, sure. Now, Blaine!" Finn turned his attention back to the boy who he hadn't let go of. "Sam's got a crush on you! Like, oh my God, right?"
Blaine kept himself from laughing. "Does he now?"
Finn nodded. "Such a huuuuuge crush."
"Well, in this case…"
Blaine freed himself from Finn and came to Sam. He grasped his face with both hands and placed his lips on Sam's. Sam tore open his eyes. Such a sudden outing! They hadn't planned it like that! But oh, what the heck.
"Wooohoooo! I'm the best coupler ever!" Finn screamed.
"What… what is happening?"
Blaine pulled back. Sam could still feel his lips. He held on to Blaine's waist and watched his surroundings a bit dizzily, as if he had woken up just now. Kurt stood there right beside Finn, hands on his waist and eyes as big as saucers. Nick was still on the couch so Kurt had probably sensed that something gay was happening and so came along just in time.
"Did you… Blaine… what?" Kurt stared at his roommate.
"Well, Finn told me Sam had a crush on me."
"I made it happen, I made it happen", Finn said. "Who else needs help with their love life?"
Blaine snuggled up to Sam who laid his arm around him and they grinned at each other. Finally Sam could look at Blaine like he was the best thing in the whole word. Because he was.
"Wait, what is… Can someone please tell me what is happening?" Kurt said. Now Nick came and stood beside him, just as everybody else was looking at them.
Blaine tensed a bit but he didn't leave Sam's arms. Instead he patted on his chest.
"We… discovered that we like each other. Very much."
"Very, very much", Sam nodded.
"So you're good friends?" Kurt asked.
Blaine looked at Sam, who slightly nodded.
"We're boyfriends", Blaine said without looking away from Sam.
"As in a couple?" Kurt asked.
Sam chuckled. Exactly that look on Kurt's face was what he had wanted to see.
"I don't believe this. That is a bad joke", Kurt said.
"Believe what you want to believe", Sam said. He looked at Finn who had gone way too quiet. Turned out he hazily stared at the floor. Sam waved him.
"Hello, Finn? Still among the living?"
"Huh, what? Oh, yeah. Congrats, man!" He held up his bottle and walked away. Slowly everybody went on with whatever they had been doing and not even one member of the New Directions asked Sam since when he wasn't straight anymore.
As if to make up for that Kurt said: "But you are straight. You told me yourself like a thousand times!"
He glared reproachfully at Blaine. Sam tightened his grip around him.
"Are you saying you would have hit on him?"
"What? No!"
"Tsk", Nick said. "As if."
Blaine shook his head. "I was in the closet, Kurt, I'm sure you know how that feels."
"I… I… I need a drink."
Kurt rushed away and Nick followed him. Blaine laughed and pressed his face against Sam's chest. Sam put his other arm around him, too, and they gently rocked back and forth. Blaine looked up and let Sam dive right into his lovely eyes.
"That wasn't bad", he said. "It's so good to be out. And you made it happen."
"You did it yourself", Sam said. "You're so brave and courageous."
"Oh, Sam Evans", Blaine sighed. "What would I do without you?"
"I don't know… probably wasting many years dating Kurt until you both would be at each other's throats just so you're not lonely."
"I love your vivid imagination", Blaine laughed. And then he kissed Sam, just like that. It was the best kiss ever (like all of Blaine's kisses) because it was their first real public kiss. Sam couldn't wait for many others to come.
The end