Happy (late) Halloween!

Just a heads up-I'm participating in NaNoWriMo this year, which means it may be hard to keep up with these drabbles. I hope to keep going with them, though, and use them when I can't stand looking at my nano document anymore.

Enjoy!

XXI. War

"How did you beat me again?" Sam good-naturedly threw himself onto the couch. "You're the first person ever to get me three times in a row."

Blaine dropped down next to him with a laugh. "Guess you found someone who's a bigger dork than you are."

The two had snuck into the play room as soon as Stacey and Stevie had left to run around outside, surrounded by Legos and dolls and video game cartridges and bowls of chips (which Sam never touched) and pretzels (which he did), to finally celebrate Sam's newfound freedom from the football team. And what other way to celebrate said freedom but with a good round or two or ten of Mario Kart?

Sam turned to Blaine with raised eyebrows. "Oh yeah? I bet I could beat you on Rainbow Road."

"Oh man, those are fighting words,"Blaine quipped, grabbing the Nintendo controller and setting his face in a serious expression. "Bring it on, Evans."

Sam gripped his own controller tighter and chuckled at Blaine's sincerity. "This is war, Anderson."

"You don't seem to realize how seriously I take my Mario Kart, sir," Blaine deadpanned, but his mouth twitched into a split-second smile that wasn't lost on Sam.

"Then by all means," he replied, "show me."

"You can't do that! Overt misuse of a red shell!"

"This is war, Sammy, you do what you have to do. And anyway, that's what those are for."

"That's so unfair! When I get stuck with a banana and you get something that will automatically let you pass me!"

"You're just jealous at how awesome I am at this game." Blaine bit his lip in concentration as his player zoomed around a bend, skimming the edge and just barely hanging on, and dammit why'd he have to go and be so adorable so close to the finish line?

"You win," Sam sighed as his Luigi toppled off the course and Blaine's Peach zipped through the checkered finish line, and still Blaine's face distracted him to no end. "Title of biggest dork conceded."

Blaine turned to focus the full blast of his beaming smile on him, and oh god their faces were so close, and Blaine's eyes were hazel today and sparkling with laughter and victory, and Sam's heart suddenly sped up as Blaine took the controller out of his hands and leaned into him and breath mingled and fingers twined together and—

"Sam?"

They both jumped away form each other, Blaine giving a startles little noise, both snapping their heads towards the door.

"…hi, Mom," Sam said in a strangled voice. "Uh, you remember Blaine…?"