Vulcan Kisses
(Sam/Blaine)
Blaine hummed softly, a little, effortless smile on his lips. He was comfy, dressed in his boxers and a t-shirt two sizes too big for him. It smelled like cedar. His hair was clean and curly, hanging about his face and neck in little spirals. His pillows were pressed against the lower half of his back, his legs folded over themselves on the mattress. Sam sat across from him, knees touching Blaine's. It made a hexagon shape, kinda. He too was dressed in his boxers and a t-shirt that smelled like cedar. Of course, Sam always smelled like cedar.
The conversation had been rather random up until this moment. Now they sat quietly, Blaine humming a random tune without thought. His life was filled with music and if there was none to be heard, he made his own. Sam didn't mind, he liked the other's voice.
Their eyes were focused downward, heads tilted ever so slightly. Their fingers were linked, hands swaying together. Sam lazily adjusted his left hand so their first two fingers were linked. Blaine's humming was disrupted by a giggle before continuing. They connected the tips of their right fingers and swayed them back and forth, keeping the left fingers together.
"You know, when you think about it, we're kind of like Vulcans," Sam said.
Blaine's humming paused as he looked at their hands curiously. Vulcan was a familiar term; it was a Star Trek reference. Not one of Sam's bigger obsessions but still mentioned here and there. Blaine knew a little about Star Trek, but not much.
"How so?"
"Vulcan's are touch telepaths, right? Their hands are really sensitive. They show affection with their hands. This," Sam squeezed his left hand, where their index and middle fingers were linked, "is a Vulcan kiss."
Blaine's cheeks turned a light pink. He'd never thought of it that way. And he would admit he and Sam did this a lot. It was usually in private or in a Glee setting. At practice or performance, one of them would catch a finger or two of the other. It was a reassuring gesture at first. Now it was something common and a little affectionate really. He'd had a conversation with Kurt once about how important physical touch was in a relationship. Kurt's boyfriend was a very tactile person, borderline cuddle slut. Kurt adored the attention and the fact that his lover didn't mind holding his hand in public.
"Although, I don't think either of us is cut out to be Vulcan," Sam said with a grin.
Blaine laughed, shaking his head. While they weren't as dramatic with their emotions as say Kurt or Mercedes, Blaine and Sam had their fair share of emotional outbursts. There was no way they could pass as Vulcan.
"You know what we should do?" Sam continued, tracing Blaine's right palm with his fingers. "We should go around school kissing."
"W-what?" Blaine squeaked. Yes, Sam and Kurt had been helping him feel more at ease with himself in public but to kiss in the front of everyone at school? They'd be killed!
"We're kissing right now, aren't we?" Sam teased, squeezing their left fingers again.
Blaine laughed, blush still bright on his cheeks.
"Yeah. Guess we are."
Disclaimer: I Own Nothing. Glee © Ryan Murphy, Brad Falchuk, Ian Brennan and FOX
I wrote this a month back, inspired by an interaction between myself and someone else who is equally into Glee and Star Trek. If you didn't understand something, ask and I will explain.
Just to clarify, Kurt is dating Puck. If you read anything of mine, this will always be the case. Puck/Kurt, Blaine/Sam. That is it.
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Jo Manta