AN~ This chap is for Reality's Desire ;)
Sam's POV
When Cooper got home, Sam went downstairs to help Blaine's brother put the groceries away. He liked Cooper, he was funny and also did impressions. Though, he was nowhere near as good at them as Sam. Sam giggled at himself for having such thoughts of himself. As annoying as this situation was and how much he missed his family, he was actually enjoying himself lately. He loved hanging out with Blaine, Cooper was great to have around as a big brother and Sam was actually getting to know those around him a lot better.
Last night he had decided that he was better without Britney. And so was she. Her and Santana brought something out in each other that was … nice. But Sam, he would try to let Blaine know how he felt about him soon. He still felt like Blaine could do better than him and he would probably dump Sam's sorry ass when he went off to New York to be a big Broadway star, but he also owed it to himself to give it a try. He wanted to be there for Blaine, protect him and make him smile. He wanted to encourage him to follow all his dreams and hold him close whenever he was sad.
"I'm going to go out for a bit this afternoon. But I will be home later to help with dinner." Sam said as he put the last of the vegetables in the crisper.
"Can I ask what you are doing?" Cooper sent a concerned look at the boy who he thought was his brother.
"I'm studying with Blaine" Sam smiled as he thought of spending more quality time with his neighbour.
"Again?" Cooper's frown deepened. "Wasn't he just here?"
"Sorry, is this a problem?" Sam asked, worried that Cooper may not approve of his brother spending too much time with him.
"Um … no … it's Ok." Cooper said as he looked at the magazine in front of him before turning back to Sam. "I'm just a little confused about the complete turnaround. What happened to 'Sam's stupid … Sam's trouble ….Sam's a loser'".
Sam's heart stopped beating momentarily. Um … what?
"Why would you say that about Sam?" Sam asked quietly, trying to stay calm until he knew what was going on.
"I'm not calling Sam anything," Cooper chuckled as he stood up from the table and approached the confused boy standing by the counter. "I am simply repeating the phrases you have been sprouting to me for the past year or so - every time I tease you about staring out the window at your spunky blonde neighbour!" Cooper teased as he poked Sam in his side.
"W – well" Sam stuttered as he tried to put some words together. Blaine really thought that way about him? He thought he was stupid and trouble and a loser? Sam turned and headed for the front door. He couldn't hang around and hear any more of what Cooper was saying.
"Hey. Come on!" Cooper called after him. "You know I'm just teasing you. I'm glad you and Sam have kissed and made up."
Sam could hear the older man chuckle loudly as he walked down the sidewalk and headed toward the school football field. He always went to the field for a run and throw some footballs around when he was feeling sad or confused. True, he felt confused often; he wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed and never pretended to be. But he was feeling so good about getting closer with Blaine and now he had found out exactly what Blaine thought of him. Sam broke into a run and tried to clear his mind to stem the tears that were threatening to fall.
Blaine's POV
Blaine stood in Sam's room trying to decide what to wear to go over to his own home as they needed to practice for the audition and work on some football plays. He stood checking out Sam's body in the full length mirror. Sam had such an amazing physique. He worked hard on it, too. Blaine tried to keep up with the routine Sam had set for himself, but it was exhausting. Sam needed to take a break once in a while. Now that they were getting a bit closer as friends, Blaine decided to try and get Sam to relax a little and realise that he had a great body. He knew the blonde had a few issues with his body and he wanted to support him and try and boost his confidence and self-esteem in any way that he could.
Blaine took off his shirt and ran a hand down the well-defined pecs and abs. Blaine felt his dick move and giggled nervously at the thought that he was really turning himself on. Yes, this body swap thing wasn't so bad at all. Especially when he had such a beautiful body to play in.
Feeling as though he was being watched, Blaine quickly spun to the bedroom door and found Stevie watching him. Blaine cleared his throat and stepped away from the mirror.
"Hey, what's up Stevie?" Blaine tried not to sound as embarrassed as he felt. He ran his hands through his hair to try and calm himself down.
"What are you doing?" The young blonde asked as he came in and sat on his older brother's bed. Big green eyes stared openly at Blaine while they waited for an answer.
"I am just …" Blaine wracked his brain for something innocent to tell the boy. "Trying to find something to wear to … um … go and see someone thisafternoon."
"But you aren't wearing anything?" Stevie said looking at his brother and the shirt on the bed.
"I have boxers on …" Blaine crossed his hands over his chest, defensively. He saw the sly grin starting on the little face and Blaine suddenly knew how to handle the situation. "What? You think I should wear something else?"
The little boy laughed loudly at the silliness. "YES!" He giggled.
"Seriously?" Blaine got back in front of the mirror and posed for the boy. "You don't think I could just go like this?"
"No! You silly-head!" Stevie squealed in delight at the direction the conversation was going.
"But I went to school like this a couple months ago, remember?" Blaine put his hands on his hips and tried to 'reason' with his 'brother'. "Maybe I should just walk around like this all the time!"
Stevie squealed again and leapt at Blaine. Little hands grabbed onto Blaine's boxers and yanked them to his ankles. With a squeal, Blaine tried to cover himself (well Sam's junk) but Stevie was tickling him around his waist. And wow, was Sam ticklish! Blaine thought he would have to remember this fact but at the moment he was trying to get away from ticklish little hands. Blaine tried to step aside and away but the underwear pooled at his feet obstructed the movement and he found himself in a heap on the floor with the little blonde on top of him.
As quick as the assault happened it had also stopped. When he realised that Stevie was now sitting in front of him and staring his laughter died down and he was able to take a breath.
"Sammy?" The little boy asked quietly. "How come you look different to me and Stacey?"
"Sorry?" Blaine said as he tried to sit up and untie the boxers from the knot they had got themselves into with all the kicking he had done. Man, Sam really was ticklish!
"I mean, your pee-pee" Sammie whispered while pointing to Sam's penis.
"Oh!" Blaine froze and thought, 'What the? Why me?' "Um… well … in what way Stevie?"
Blaine tried to stall for time to think about what to say to the little boy.
"I mean. I have a pee-pee and you have a pee-pee. Did you know Stacey doesn't?" Stevie whispered incredulously as though this was a shocking fact. "Mum said it's coz she's a girl. But how come mine doesn't look like yours?"
Blaine's demeanour softened at the innocence of the young boy beside him.
"Do you mean the size?" Blaine asked quietly as he kept trying to straighten out the boxers and pull them up before anyone else came by and saw him.
Stevie nodded vigorously and added, "Plus, the other morning your pee-pee was kind of standing up but now it's not. How do you make it do that?"
Blaine looked at the wide eyes of the young blond as he finally got his boxers up and felt a little more covered up. Physically, at least.
"Stevie, my whole body is a lot bigger than yours. When you are older and … bigger, then … everything else will get … bigger." Blaine tried to explain.
"But how do I make it stand up?" The serious look on Stevie's face would have been funny, in any other situation.
"Um, that is something that … Um," Blaine seriously had no idea what to say. This was an innocent little boy. How could he explain some of the things that went through his mind? Quite often they featured his brother. When alone, Blaine quite often thought of doing things to Sam's body and Sam doing things to his …. Yeah, no, this was not a conversation he could have with an innocent little boy.
"Stevie, when you are older, that is something that we are going to have to talk about ok?" Blaine said softly.
"Why? Just tell me now!" The boy pleaded Blaine.
"Sorry Stevie, but it is something that happens to you when you are older and I promise that Sa – I will be here for you to talk to when … you get bigger. OK?" Blaine put his hand on the younger boy's arm to try and get him to settle and understand.
Stevie just crossed his arms and pouted. He stared at Blaine for what felt like minutes before taking off out the door.
Blaine's head fell in his hands in relief of the conversation being over. He quickly stood and threw some clothes on before escaping out the front door to go and see Sam. Wow, he better tell the blonde about a conversation he was most likely going to have to have in a few years' time.
Blaine knocked on his own front door and giggled once again at the situation. It was either laugh or cry. To his surprise, Cooper answered the door.
"Hi Cooper" Blaine grinned broadly at his brother "Is Blaine around?" He asked politely.
"Blaine went back to the school, I think." Cooper frowned slightly as he crossed his arms and leant against the door frame. "He plays on the auditorium piano when he's upset."
Blaine's heart stopped. While he was basking in the knowledge that his brother knew him so well and knew where he went when he was upset, there was also the fact that Sam was upset.
"Is everything ok?" Blaine asked, concerned for Sam.
"Oh, he'll be fine. We just had a bit of a ... thing. You know … brothers!" Cooper looked to the floor and away out of what Blaine could tell was slight guilt. Well, as much as what Cooper would allow himself to feel anyway. Hmmm, interesting, Sam had a 'brother' moment thisafternoon too.
Blaine wanted to spend a little more time talking to Cooper before he went off in search of Sam.
"Yeah, definitely" Blaine answered in relation to the 'brothers' comment. "So how have you been?" He asked genuinely wanting to hear how his brother had been since his last trip home.
Cooper smiled broadly at the blonde in front of him. "Fine Sam. Just fine, thank you." He politely answered with a slight chuckle at the question from someone he barely knew.
"Good to hear" Blaine said as, before he knew what he was doing, he grabbed his brother in a tight hug, before running toward the front footpath and toward the school.
Sam's POV
Sam had been at the school football field for some time as he noticed the sky starting to get dark. He probably should get home to help with dinner, but he didn't feel like being around Cooper at the moment. He was still stinging from the conversation they had earlier. He had gotten the couple of footballs he had stashed under the grandstand for when he and Puck came to the school some nights and weekends and was practicing his throws. Knowing his luck he would be stuck in this body and he needed it to be strong and get it on the football team and …
"Hey! What are you trying to do?" He heard his voice behind him. Sam froze before just going back to throwing. He didn't want to talk to the other boy who he thought was his friend. Yes, they bantered but he thought they had each other's back just the same. He never thought Blaine actually full-on hated him!
"Stop, you're going to hurt yourself!" Funny, was that actual concern he heard in that voice.
"Back off" Sam muttered between gritted teeth.
"Why are you doing this?" Blaine was getting closer and sounding more anxious.
"Because this is who I am. This is all I've ever been. Now I'm not even that." Sam blurted out, hating that hurt that was evident in Blaine's voicebox as he was using it.
"Football is not who you are" Blaine answered trying to get Sam to look him in the eye.
"You don't get it do you? People like you never do" Sam stopped and faced Blaine. He hoped that his face looked angry and not just hurt.
"People like me? What is it exactly that people like me don't get?" Blaine sounded hurt but that didn't make Sam feel any better.
"People like me!" Sam exclaimed loudly.
"Then educate me please!" Blaine crossed his arms over his chest and waited for Sam to continue.
Sam took a deep breath to gather his thoughts and try to dislodge the lump in his throat.
"Ok. We like to play ball. Maybe we're even good at it. So maybe we get accepted to some second rate shit-kicker college or maybe go work with our dad at Spatula World or who knows. But what we don't get is a great job, a big apartment in the city and a prestige education and a career in the spotlight."
"So, this is about the interview?" Blaine asked quietly. He didn't sound like he was judging Sam, but that just made Sam feel worse.
"No – Yes – I don't know!" Sam shouted as he threw another ball. 'Why did Blaine have to make him feel so confused?'
"It's ok to be nervous" Blaine offered.
"Nothing is ok. Nothing. Tomorrow I'm supposed to be playing the most important game of my life. It's my destiny. Mine. I'm not supposed to be attending some college audition." Sam yelled in a rush. Surprising himself with all that was coming out of his mouth.
"Don't limit yourself, Sam. You are so much more than just a great football player! You are a talented singer, musician, and model! I saw your portfolio you have started; there are some amazing shots in there!" Blaine started approaching Sam and all Sam could think about was what Cooper said to him earlier. Blaine may be spouting all this stuff now, but that wasn't what he really felt, was it?
"Do me a favour; Save your inspirational speeches for someone who gives a damn. I know who I am. I'm a loser, I'm trouble and don't forget the most important one … I'm stupid!" Sam shot at Blaine as he ran away from the other boy unable to stay there any longer.