Cue The Rain-

Summary: Kurt wants that fairytale first kiss in the rain. It's raining pretty hard in the parking lot after Glee Club. Sam wants to kiss him.

Rating: T

Characters: Kurt Hummel and Sam Evans

AU: Gay!Sam in Season 2. No duet competition

As soon as Mr Schuester, dismissed them, everybody dashed from their seats in order to get home and do whatever they wanted. They loved Glee, they really did, but sometimes they thought it took up too much of their daily time and effort.

It was Kurt Hummel that sat there after everybody had left, thinking about the new prospects given to him that day…

The new kid, Sam Evans, had joined and what an experience that had been. In Kurt's eyes, Sam was completely perfect. His beauty, his voice, everything about him just screamed boyfriend potential (plus his obviously dyed hair just screamed 'Team Gay' at him until the voice inside his head was hoarse). He had seen Finn and Rachel and Tina and Mike kissing throughout most of that Glee period and wanted that for himself.

He wanted a boyfriend whom he could kiss in the hallways. He didn't care what the jocks thought and Kurt wanted somebody who didn't care either. Sam seemed like just the type. He wasn't afraid to be himself in front of strangers and that could lead into wanting to be out and proud at school.

Kurt dismissed these thoughts instantly, as his lucky stars never gave him good fortune in this amount, ever. They had given him Glee Club and friends, but never anything romantic. Instead, they had given him a completely hopeless crush on Finn Hudson, which in hindsight seemed gross and extremely premature. Kurt had built up his feelings for Finn in his head. He had spotted 'ideal' boyfriend material and convinced himself that it was love that he was feeling, rather than just the idea of Finn, which was highly more likely.

"Kurt?" Mr Schuester snapped Kurt out of his dreamy stupor. "Are you okay? Do you need a ride home?"

Kurt swallowed, shaking away all thoughts of Sam Evans for the time being. He could think some more at home. "No, thank you. My car's in the lot. I was just leaving." Kurt grasped the strap of his messenger bag and strode out of the room, resenting not having more time to think.

He opened the front door to the school and winced.

It was raining.

Could this day have gotten any worse? First he had been presented with an impossible crush, now his hair was going to make the sacrifice. He could use his bag to cover up his hair, but that seemed like an abuse of leather.

However, Kurt simply stepped out onto the wet ground and sighed. The rain made for a perfect romantic environment. If only Sam would step out into the rain alongside him and declare how much he had wanted to kiss Kurt for the past two hours.

Alas, that would never happen. Kurt, defeated, started for his car, but a figure caught his eye.

Sam cursed as Kurt spotted him. He didn't want to seem like he was stalking the fashion-forward boy, but that was definitely what it looked like. He was standing by his car in the empty lot, drenched from head to toe and waiting for Kurt to emerge from the school.

As soon as he had walked into the choir room, he had been completely intrigued by Kurt Hummel. He had sat almost independently from the group, lingering on the precipice of loneliness, but still clinging to the friendship he evidently craved. It had seemed like nobody paid him much attention, but he was all Sam could think about. He had walked past many attractive guys such as Mike, Artie and Finn, but the porcelain-skinned angel was the only person standing out in his mind. He craved to sit next to him, but he was sat on the end and the seat next to him was taken. Instead, Sam had settled for sitting in front of Kurt. He hadn't been able to see him, but Sam was intoxicated by Kurt's scent. He knew it must have been a designer perfume, but a fresh hint of vanilla emanated from Kurt. He was extremely caught up in his aura. Something about Kurt invited him in, but warned him to keep his distance.

Obviously, Sam did not listen to such warnings.

When the session had ended, Sam had meant to turn around and talk to Kurt, but Rachel had demanded that he walk with her as she pitched him songs ideas (for her!) and wanted his "country-boy" opinion on them. Apparently, Carrie Underwood had become Rachel's new spirit guide or something. Sam wasn't really paying attention. His mind had fixated on Kurt Hummel and nothing was going to get in the way of that.

He had asked Quinn which car was Kurt's and Quinn, with a devious smile on her face, had directed him to it. Sam had been stood in the pouring rain for five minutes, but he didn't care one little bit.

Whilst Sam was pondering, Kurt had approached his car.

"Sam? Do you need me to take you home?" Kurt asked, concerned. He also wondered how Sam could retain his physical perfection whilst being pelted his heavy raindrops from all angles. He guessed that Sam was just that beautiful.

"No, I'm good thank you. I just didn't get a chance to talk to you earlier."

"Was there something you needed?"

Damn, Sam thought. Kurt's walls must be up so high that he doesn't even recognise phatic interaction when it's right in front of him.

"No, I just…wanted to talk to you."

"Okay…?"

"The truth is, Kurt, I'm extremely captivated by you. I barely listened to Mr. Schuester in there, I was thinking about you. And I waited here for you because…well I don't really know why…no wait. Yes, I do. I wanted to kiss you."

"You…wanted to kiss me?"

"Do you see anyone else around?" Sam grinned. Kurt had ignored the rain once more, starstruck by Sam's revelation.

"No, I guess I don't."

"Can I kiss you, Kurt?"

Kurt was so taken aback, he forgot to nod. His brain was screaming 'SAY YES YOU FOOL! IT'S RAINING SO KISS HIM!'

"Kurt?" Sam pried.

"Yes. Yes, you can kiss me."

Sam, with a wet hand, pulled Kurt's face closer to his and pressed their lips together firmly, paying no attention to how soaked they both were. Sam's hair was drenched and was poking his face irritatingly, but Sam was too invested in the best kiss of his life that he didn't notice it. Kurt wondered how kisses could get better than this. With Brittany, he was not being true to himself and, therefore, it didn't feel right.

Sam felt right. It felt like their lips were always supposed to meet each other's.

Reluctantly, they both pulled away, staring deeply into each other's eyes.

"The rain makes everything so much more romantic, don't you think?" Sam looked up, squinting.

Kurt nodded. Finally. "Yeah, it does."

"I hope I get to do that again. In school. I want everyone to know that I'm the lucky guy that gets to kiss Kurt Hummel every single day."

HE IS PERFECT, KURT. His brain was flashing incessantly at him. Kurt couldn't help but agree. "You can kiss me as many times as you want, Sam Evans. Now, what do you say we get in my car and get out of the rain?"

"One more thing," Sam held up a wet hand. "I just need to double check I'm not dreaming this." He smashed his lips to Kurt's once more and pulled away quickly.

"Nope, definitely not dreaming."

Author's Note: The song was 'Cue The Rain' by Lea Michele from her album, Louder.