Because in my mind this totally happened.
Even though he hated what he was having to do, was loathe to ever bow to Finn's decisions, his dad had agreed with the footballer. And that had somehow made it even more upsetting to process, that Burt would take his side. Then again, he had to respect their wishes, and if his dad thought that him dueting with Sam would not only, to quote Finn, 'get him killed', but ruin the glee club's chances of getting new members, then he should probably not partner Sam at all. Because how could his dad be wrong?
His heart felt heavy as he walked towards the locker room, where Mike had absentmindedly told him Sam was. Sometimes he hated being who he was, even though he loved himself, knew who he was and knew no one else could change it. He knew himself, but sometimes he wondered whether he would feel better being straight. If he could manage to be straight, then glee club might have even a tinier chance of being further up the social standings. They might never have been called Homo Explosion, for one, and the bullies wouldn't have been so hard on them, especially on Finn after their parents got together.
And that was another thing. Their parents might have got together so much sooner, married and been living happily so much sooner if his dad hadn't kicked Finn out for calling him a fag. Because if he wasn't a fag, then Finn wouldn't have overreacted.
He sighed and carried on down the corridor, thinking of how he had, honestly, just wanted to sing with Sam. Sure, he had though that Sam was gay at first because, hello, had you seen his hair? But, after he figured out that he wasn't, he had still wanted to sing with him. Just because he wanted to sing, nothing romantic about it, and would have loved to have Sam as a friend.
But he couldn't even do that.
So he wrapped his arms tighter around his binder and pushed open the locker room door, checking for Azimio and Karofsky inside before he made his way inside. However, he noticed that the coast was clear just at the same time that he realised that the shower was running, and that if the only person in the room was Sam that meant that he was in the shower.
He knew that it couldn't wait because Sam had to use his limited time left to find a new partner, so he took a deep breath and walked around the wall, seeing Sam's form in the nearest shower to him, his eyes closed as he rubbed shampoo into his hair.
Kurt carefully kept his eyes trained on the other boy's face, because despite what everyone else seemed to believe, he didn't stare at every guy's junk when he saw him. He had boundaries just like everyone else, and ogling someone in the shower was definitely past them.
Sam had just finished washing out his shampoo when he heard the polite cough, and turned to the noise while he was wiping the water out of his eyes. When he could manage to open them properly he saw Kurt standing in front of him, wearing a black jacket with a turned down collar and some sort of cute Peter Pan hat that made his face look even more beautiful and elfin than normal.
As the younger boy hastened to say "Don't worry, I'm not gonna go all 'Shawshank' on you.", a small, slightly awkward smile on his face, Sa, blinked and thanked god that there were walls in the little cubicles that could hide him. He turned away so that he didn't have to look at him and put his hands to his face to hide his blush.
Stuttering a bit, he said "This is kinda weird, guys don't usually... talk to each other in here."
Yeah, because then you'd end up in a 'situation' like this, idiot!
He turned back to Kurt again, still thankful for the wall, and started wishing that he had clothes on. Or that Kurt didn't.
Smiling genially and wishing that he didn't have to say it, Kurt immediately replied "This can't wait. I'm... setting you free."
He paused and then carried on, "You can do your duet with someone else from Glee. Someone the world deems more appropriate."
He hated the fact that he had had to say it, that he had had to break down their partnership, and it was the last part, that the world would never really accept him and his love, that really got to him.
Sam realised what Kurt was trying to say, but he was totally confused. Why did he want to break off their partnership?
"Did I do something to offend you?" He asked.
Internally he hoped to god that he hadn't because that was the last thing in the world he had wanted to do, but he didn't know what else could have happened. Kurt had seemed so set on them being duet partners, even emailing him loads of recordings of him singing, and Sam couldn't see any other reason that the once so excited boy was suddenly bowing out.
Kurt was eager to assure Sam that he hadn't offended him. In fact, Sam had been perfect and wonderful to him, and it was him that seemed to offend everybody else.
"No! No, it's not you... it's me."
Sam nearly laughed at the cheesiness of the line, especially as Kurt said it with a twinkle in his eyes that made it obvious that he was using such a cliché on purpose, but something stopped him. Maybe it was the way that he had used humour to cover up, or that he had deflected from the real reason, but something just didn't sit right with Sam. He wanted to sing a duet with the bubbly, beautiful brunette, and he decided then and there that he was going to get to the bottom of the reason why Kurt was pulling out.
"You've been honourable actually. And I wish you the best."
Kurt smiled widely at Sam, but he knew that it didn't really reach his eyes. He really did mean what he had said about Sam, and he had so been lucking forwards to their duet, but he couldn't risk the club, and he didn't want to get Sam in trouble.
However, Sam wasn't going to let it go just like that. Sure, he was really glad that Kurt didn't hate him, and the he thought he had been admirable, but he still hadn't given an actual reason.
"Kurt, seriously, I don't get what the problem is. Two days ago you were so hyped up about this I thought someone had you on a caffeine drip, and now you won't even give me a proper reason for backing out. Remember all those mp3's you sent me?"
Kurt nodded, both unhappy and happy at the same time that Sam didn't seem willing to dissolve their partnership.
"I honestly thought they were Faith Hill. You're that good."
Kurt's eyes widened, and as he realised that Sam was serious he broke out into a true smile that matched Sam's own.
Sam was so glad he was smiling again, and said "See, you were great and it just made me want to sing with you more."
Kurt's smile turned rueful as he said "Well, like I said, there's always Rachel. For winning the competition she's your best bet."
Sam had to pause for a while before he realised what Kurt meant.
"Kurt, I didn't mean I just wanted to sing with you to win. I don't even like goddamn breadsticks! I wanted to sing with you because your voice is beautiful, and it would have been my pleasure to duet with you."
He didn't know what to say.
It was one of the nicest things a guy at the school had ever said to him, and he couldn't help the megawatt smile that slowly spread across his face.
"Really?"
Sam laughed, "Yeah, really. C'mon, we can still find a song."
That was when Finn's words came back to him, and Kurt looked sadly up at Sam and shook his head.
"I'm sorry. I still think it would be... for the best... if we didn't sing together."
Sam was about to ask directly why the hell not when a conversation he had had with Finn resurfaced in his mind. He suddenly wondered if someone had said something to Kurt. After all, he had seemed so up for it only days before.
"Kurt, the reason why you don't want to sing with me... Did Finn say something to you?"
The gasp he heard then told him everything he needed to know.
"Kurt. What did he say?"
Dipping his head to look at the floor, Kurt said in a quiet voice "He said that I'd be painting a target on your back. That in a week you'd have taken so much crap you'd have to quit Glee club."
"What? That's ridiculous! I've seen what they can do in this school and I can take it. Anyway, how the hell are they gonna find out? It's not like we go around posting this on the walls, not that it would stop me."
Kurt looked up and smiled again, trying not to notice how Sam's eyes sparkled or how toned his chest was, saying "I suppose you're right. Wait! How did you know it was Finn?"
Okay, so he should have thought that through. But still, Finn had been an idiot.
"He had a little chat with me too. Told me that we're 'living in their world', and in their world me singing a duet with you would be... well, a death sentence. But Kurt, I gave you my word that we'd do a duet together, and in my world, that's that. I have no problem with it, and you shouldn't either. I don't know what Finn thinks is gonna happen, does he think you're gonna molest me or something?"
He tried not to think about Kurt 'molesting' him.
Kurt just sighed and said "Thanks for saying you don't have a problem. I don't have a problem with it, I'd love to duet with you, but... I don't know, maybe he does think that. He probably thinks I'll try to kiss you or something, like he did to Rachel when they were first rehearsing."
Sam couldn't help himself at the slight wistful look he was sure he saw in Kurt's eyes, and he leant towards Kurt over the shower wall.
"Well, we're still partners, right?" He asked, keeping eye contact with Kurt.
Kurt could almost feel Sam's breath on his face as he looked into his green eyes and tried to breath evenly.
"Uh... yeah." He stuttered.
Sam smirked.
"Good. Glad we got that out the way. But Finn didn't say anything about me kissing you..."
He trailed off and closed the gap, not even realising when his hands reached out and pulled Kurt closer, until he bumped up against the wall. The smaller boy's lips were tantalisingly soft and Sam had to stop himself from moaning as he felt his equally soft hands slide around his waist and onto his still damp back, slick with the water from his shower.
Kurt was still reeling from Sam's sudden kiss, but it seemed that his body had enough instinct to kiss back and after a while he was caressing the planes of Sam's back and allowing the taller boy to slide his hands into his hair, something even Mercedes couldn't do.
He took it all back. He was very, very glad he was gay.
Sam was a lot less glad than he had been for the necessity of the wall.
A/N: Yay, i think that one was one of my longest as well XD
Prompt by eb012203 -Wouldn't it be fun if Sam hadn't let Kurt turn him down for the duet because everyone would think he's gay? Even the part in the shower- Loved it! Hope you do too! x