Chapter 10: Walking Out Of the Closet

Even though their lips only met for an instant, Kurt could not ask for more (at least not yet) because he was pretty sure that if he'd gotten more in that moment, he probably would have died.

When their lips moved away from each other, the pair of them just stood there blushing and looking at each other. Kurt's mouth popped open in shock and his eyes swam with tears as he came to terms with what had just happened finally happened between them.

Sam suddenly became less calm as his eyes flicked from Kurt's gaping mouth to Kurt's streaming eyes. Looking shocked and ashamed, Sam kind of shuffled backwards and away from Kurt, mumbling "I'm sorry, Kurt… I shouldn't… I shouldn't have…"

Kurt wiped his eyes and stared at Sam. "What do you mean, Sam? Y- you haven't done – anything wrong – at –at all."

Sam stared at him and stopped moving backwards. "I haven't?"

Kurt shook his head and smiled nervously.

"Oh," Sam said, still looking confused. "Well… then… why are you crying?"

Kurt laughed a little shakily. "I'm crying because I'm so happy, Sam."

Sam stared at Kurt for a moment, taking this in before his mouth tilted up into a smile. "Really? You're happy?"

Kurt nodded. "Really happy. I've been hoping for this ever since I met you."

Sam's smile grew wider and he moved towards Kurt again. "You have?"

Kurt nodded and Sam reached out and threw his arms around Kurt again, squeezing him happily.

"That's so awesome!" Sam said and Kurt laughed, gripping Sam back.

When Sam withdrew he looked Kurt in the eye and whispered, "I'm really happy, too, Kurt. I didn't know it… for awhile… or I did but I ignored it… but I've wanted this ever since I met you, too."

Kurt beamed and rested his head on Sam's forehead, unable to wipe the smile off his face.

Sam sighed happily. "You're really, really awesome, Kurt."

Kurt grinned. "Thanks… you're really, really awesome, too."

Kurt moved his head away from Sam and looked at him intently. "How did you get the courage to do this?"

Sam shrugged. "I don't really know… it just came to me… after we went shopping… that all I really needed was you… was you and I to be together."

Kurt smiled. "I like the sound of that."

Sam beamed. "Me, too!" but then he frowned. "I'm not so sure… how good at it I'll be… you know, at being with you… but… I just want you to know that I don't want to keep this a secret."

Kurt's eyes widened. "Wow, you're really a macho gay aren't you?"

Sam laughed. "Maybe. I just… I just… I want us to be like a normal couple. I'm going to come out to everyone now… I want to face everything now, not run away from it… I've done enough of that in my life."

Kurt nodded. "I think that's a really good decision… and I must say, I really admire you for this, Sam. You're much better at this than I was."

Sam shook his head. "I doubt that. You're my inspiration, after all."

Kurt laughed and reached his hands forwards a little shakily to touch Sam's cheek. "Well… I'm glad you found me… before you found anyone else…"

Sam nodded and rested one hand on the back of Kurt's neck and the other on Kurt's waist, drawing Kurt closer to him. He whispered, "There's no one else I'd rather be with," before leaning down and gently pressing his lips onto Kurt's. Kurt immediately responded to Sam's kiss, gripping Sam and drawing even closer to him. His whole body was on fire; this kiss was certainly much more passionate than their first. Their lips seemed to meld together perfectly, working together in a perfect rhythm. Kurt could hardly breathe, but he never wanted Sam's lips to leave his. It was so perfect feeling Sam's hands grip Kurt's waist and Sam's hands knotting into Kurt's hair. Kurt kept unconsciously pressing himself further and futher into Sam, trying to bring them together as close as humanly possible (well, with clothes on, anyway). It was like they were one person just standing there in the middle of the kitchen together, madly kissing and beginning the best time of their lives.

Kurt arrived back home a few hours later (during which time he and Sam had moved to the lounge room and put movies on, but had mostly ended up just cuddling and kissing on the couch and not really paying attention to the TV) feeling extremely giddy. He took a deep breath at his front door, trying to calm himself down. If his dad was home right now, he didn't want him to see him so excited because he'd be sure to ask questions, and Kurt wasn't quite ready for that just yet.

So, holding his breath and thinking calming thoughts, Kurt marched inside the door and inside towards the kitchen. No one seemed to be around, but he could hear music coming from Finn's bedroom. Smiling excitedly, Kurt practically ran over to Finn's bedroom door and knocked loudly. He heard Finn yell out "come in!" and he threw open the door and sprinted inside, unable to stop looking so excited.

Finn looked at him in amusement for a moment and then said, "So, I guess things went well at Sam's?"

"Better than well!" Kurt cried, super excited. "You'll never guess!"

Finn frowned. "No, I probably won't. So you're just going to have to tell me! What happened?" he asked, grinning.

"Are you ready for this?" Kurt asked, bouncing on his seat.

Finn nodded and waited for Kurt to talk.

"He kissed me!" Kurt burst out. "WE KISSED! And WE'RE TOGETHER!"

Finn's mouth opened in shock and it was clear that he wasn't quite expecting that. After a moment of Finn just staring at Kurt in shock, he jumped up and thumped Kurt on the arm, smiling a little tightly. "WOW! That's really awesome, Kurt. God on you!" Finn said, sounding genuine but also a little disappointed.

Kurt frowned and his smile faded a little. "You don't sound as thrilled as I expected you'd be."

Finn shook his head. "No! I am – I'm really happy for you Kurt –"

"But?"

Finn frowned and sighed. "I guess… I just didn't really get the chance to help you out with this… I was meant to help you and Sam get together."

Kurt laughed and sat down beside Finn. "Don't be silly, Finn. You did plenty. You basically introduced me to Sam, remember? And you were the one that told me Sam was probably gay, which allowed me to be more positive about liking him. You did tons. You helped us get to know each other."

Finn grinned and laughed. "Yeah I guess!"

Finn threw his arms around Kurt. "WOW!" he said. "This is really awesome, Kurt! It's about time you got yourself a boyfriend, isn't it?"

Kurt nodded, hugging Finn back before letting go. "You don't think it's weird?" Kurt asked, after a moment.

Finn shook his head. "I thought that maybe I would… but I don't. I think it's really brilliant, Kurt. Really terrific."

Kurt smiled and after a moment Finn frowned. "So, what are you going to do now?"

Kurt shrugged. "We're just going to be together. No secrets. Sam's planning on coming out to everyone straight away."

Finn's eyes widened. "Wow. That's pretty big."

Kurt nodded and grinned. "I know. And majorly brave," he sighed, dreamily.

"Are you going to tell Burt and my mum?" Finn asked after a moment.

Kurt bit his lip. "I – I don't know… I'm not sure if I'm ready for that yet – "

Finn sighed and patted Kurt's arm. "I'm sorry, Kurt, but I really think you should. It will be hard, I know… but you need to be brave like Sam, now. It's the only way this will work."

Kurt swallowed and nodded, knowing Finn was right.

"Will you stay with me?" Kurt asked and Finn nodded, knowing exactly what Kurt meant.

"Uh… Dad?" Kurt asked, as Burt and Carole finally got home with the shopping and Carole began cooking dinner.

"Yeah, Kurt?" Burt asked, hanging up his jacket and turning around.

Kurt swallowed. "I have to tell you something. You… you and Carole."

"Okay, sure," Burt said, taking a seat at the kitchen table. "Say whatever you need to say, Kurt," he said, looking expectantly at his son.

Kurt looked at Finn for a moment and Finn nodded, encouraging him to go on.

Kurt took a deep and opened his mouth to speak. "I – I um – I've – Dad – I've got a boyfriend."

Burt's eyes widened for a moment and he stared at Kurt for a long time. Carole looked over and smiled at Kurt before looking a little worriedly. Kurt and Finn watched Burt too, looking nervous.

After a long time Burt's expression seemed to clear and he sighed. "Well…. Um… that's great, son," he said, looking at Kurt. "Well done… uh… when do we get to meet him?"

Kurt stared for a moment and then shrugged. "I'm not sure yet… in a couple of weeks, I guess," he said, uncertainly. "But… Dad… aren't you upset about this?"

Burt sighed a little grumpily. "Why, do you think I'm some kind of horrible father?"

Kurt shook his head frantically and Burt laughed a little at Kurt's shocked expression, before shrugging. "I've been preparing for this for awhile… and although I wasn't expecting this right now… I knew it was coming along sometime, didn't I?"

Kurt smiled. "Well… I'm glad you're ok with it, then."

Burt nodded. "I'll be more okay once I've met this boy. What's his name?"

"Sam," Kurt answered. "He's one of Finn's old friends."

"Oh, Sam!" said Carole, smiling. "The one you met at Football Camp, Finn? He's a lovely boy, Burt. You'd really like him."

Burt nodded. "We'll see," he said, before looking at Kurt. "Thanks for telling us, Kurt" and looking down and opening up the newspaper.

Kurt smiled at his father for a moment before quietly turning out of the room, closely followed with Finn, both of whom were glad that it had gone so well.

The next day Kurt woke up feeling nervous and excited. Today was the day that everything would change for him and especially for Sam. He really hoped that it went down alright, because he didn't want Sam's first day out of the closet to be a disaster.

Kurt carefully got ready that morning, taking his time to prepare himself for what was coming. He wanted it to be a perfect day. He wanted people to see him and Sam walking hand in hand down the hallways and for them to smile at them knowingly. He wanted to be able to smile back at them proudly and then to look over at Sam and reach up to peck him on the mouth. He hoped that Karowsky and his cronies wouldn't come near them (and if they did he knew Finn would have his back and probably Mercedes would, too.) He hadn't told her yet (he planned to do that first), but he knew she would be as excited for him and Finn had been. Kurt really couldn't wait for everyone to see how happy he was, no matter what the consequences, and his skin was crawling in anticipation.

Meanwhile, Sam was nervously getting ready for school, feeling relieved that at least he had already informed his family of his sexuality over dinner. One down and two to go, he kept on thinking to himself. Surprisingly his parents had taken it pretty well, though his father didn't say much and just sort of sat there looking like a goldfish over water. His mother had laid her hand over his and smiled at him, telling him that she loved him no matter what and this was more than Sam could ever have asked for from her.

So, now he just had to go through with the whole of McKinley High meeting the real Sam. He was so nervous about this that he felt sick to his stomach, but it was worth it to be with Kurt. Kurt made him so, so happy and the most important thing today was not what everyone thought of him, but being with Kurt and making himself and Kurt happy. That part of the day was going to be absolutely brilliant; Sam had no doubts in that.

Whistling to himself a little at the prospect of seeing Kurt again soon (though his stomach was still spinning with butterflies) Sam walked out of his front door and drove to school, as ready as he could be for what the day was going to throw at him.

Kurt waited out the front of the school for Sam to arrive. While he waited, he quickly dialed Mercedes' number.

"Hey, my man," Mercedes answered his call. "What's up?"

"Hey, girl," Kurt said, a little nervously. "I just… I just wanted to tell you something before you found out from someone else." He paused. "Uh… where are you now?"

"At home, Mum's just about to drop me off. So, whatcha got to say to me, sweet thing?"

"Uh… you know Sam?"

"Yeah I know Sam," Mercedes replied and Kurt could almost see her rolling her eyes. "What about Sam?"

"Yeah… well… he's my boyfriend," Kurt said, whispering the last part.

"WHAT!" Mercedes shrieked in surprise. "AND WHY AM I JUST HEARING ABOUT THIS?"

Kurt laughed. "It only just happened. Last night, in fact. Only you and my family know so far."

"So far?"

"Yeah… we're… we're coming out to the whole school today."

Mercedes shrieked and Kurt quickly moved the phone away from his ear until he knew it was safe. "WOW! That's MAJOR Kurt! I'm really happy for you, my man!"

Kurt laughed. "Thanks Mercedes. Anyway… I better go. I think I might need to go and vomit."

"Oh, you'll be fine, Kurt. Just stay strong and remember the ones who are really important, like me, Finn, Sam, Glee Club and forget about everyone else, yeah?"

"Thanks, I'll try. See you soon," Kurt said, whispering a little.

"Bye, honey," Mercedes said before hanging up.

Kurt hang up his phone and leant back against the wall, sighing. Well, at least he knew he could always count on his family and Mercedes.

Right at that moment, Sam came jogging up to Kurt and he was grinning at him happily.

"Hey," he said happily, though Kurt could hear a slight trammel in his voice.

"Hey, love," Kurt replied, trying to sound reassuring and leaning forwards to kiss Sam on the cheek. Sam smiled at him and held out his arm. Kurt beamed and linked arms with Sam and after smiling at each other (some more) and taking deep breaths and walking through the entrance of the school together.

There they were, walking arm in arm, and nobody seemed to be noticing them at first. It was almost like they were invisible. As the stepped further and further down the hall, the anticipation was killing Kurt. He just wanted someone to notice them! Hello, anybody?

Kurt spotted Finn at his locker and Finn grinned back, putting his thumbs up. Sam and Kurt smiled back at him and continued walking down the hall. They reached Kurt's locker first and stopped there so Kurt could dispose of his bag and grab his class stuff.

No one took any notice of the way Sam's hand was resting on the small of Kurt's back or the way Sam would lean down and whisper something into Kurt's ear, making Kurt giggle.

They left Kurt's locker, walking arm in arm again, towards Sam's locker. It was on the way to Sam's locker that it happened.

"WHAT IN THE HELL?" a loud voice boomed from behind them and the next moment Sam and Kurt were flung hard into the lockers and held there by enormous pairs of hands.

It was Karowsky and some of the other jocks. They sneered at Sam, whose mouth wobbled a little, but Kurt glared right at them. This was so NOT happening! All the students in the corridor stopped what they were doing and turned to watch.

"LOOK, BOYS… TWO FAGGOTS IN LOVE. HOW CUTE IS THAT?" Karowsky snarled.

"I don't think it's cute at all, man. It's disgusting," one of the jocks said, a little confusedly.

Karowsky rolled his eyes. "I was being sarcastic, dude."

"Oh," the jock said, shrugging, and gripping Sam's arm harder.

"So, what are you PLAYING at, Hummel?" Karowsky said, sneering right into Kurt's face.

"What am I playing at, what are you playing at?" Kurt asked, sneering right back.

"I'm giving you exactly what you deserve, Hummel, I'm – "

"Are you serious?" came a voice from behind the jocks. "Man, I really wish I had my Gaga costume again, but I guess I'm just going to have to pummel you guys one my own."

It was Finn and he was standing there with his arms crossed, but he wasn't as alone as the jocks were expecting.

"Oh… and with these guys," Finn added, grinning and winking at Kurt and Sam.

Beside him stood not only the whole Glee club (some of which, like Puck, were staring at Kurt and Sam a little indecisively, but were there all the same) but also Mr. Schuester, Sue Sylvester and Principle Figgins.

The jocks let go of Kurt and Sam as soon as they saw them and back away.

"Oh, hey, Principle Figgins… Mrs. Sylvester… er… you teacher…" Karowsky said, stammering a little (he clearly didn't know who Mr. Schue was) we were just leave."

"Well, off with you then, I don't want to have to see your ugly mugs any longer than I just did," Sue said, smirking. "It was like being spewed on by hot garbage juice and getting my eyeballs pulled out at the same time. But ten times worse. Punish them severely, Principle Figgins. I beg you." And with that she turned around and marched away, barking at Santana, Quinn and Brittany as she went, "so what did you horrible delinquents want to see me about?"

"Boys," Principle Figgins said. "My office, now."

Karowsky looked outraged. "What? We didn't do anything!"

Principle Figgins shrugged. "Yes, probably not, but I'm putting you in detention anyway."

The jocks glared at Kurt and Sam, before following Figgins towards his office.

Everyone looked after them grinning and then all the students seemed to go back to what they'd been doing before, losing interest in the whole thing.

Finn walked over to Kurt and Sam, grinning.

Kurt smiled at him. "Did you organise that or something?"

Finn shrugged. "I just thought you might need some help if Karowsky saw you, so, the Glee Club and I convinced Mrs. Sylvester and Principle Figgins that we saw those jocks spray painting the stadium walls."

"Did they just believe you?" Sam asked, incredulous.

Finn shrugged. "I dunno. Teachers are pretty dumb, except for Mr. Schue. I mean, they didn't even care that those guys were practically beating you up."

"Yep, they all really need to work on that. We all do," Mr. Schue said, before waving his hand and walking off towards his office.

"Thanks, guys," Kurt laughed as everyone said good-bye and it was just Finn and Sam left with him. Finn was just standing there smiling at them as if he was expecting them to say something.

"That was awesome, Finn," Sam said. "I'm surprised it worked."

"Yeah, pretty cool, hey?"

Kurt grinned. "Totally."

Finn kept on smiling and they just all stood there smiling for a moment until it was getting a little awkward for some reason.

"Anyway…" Finn said, shuffling backwards. "I'll just leave you two to it… have a good day… yell out if those jocks get ya again…" and with that he turned around and walked off.

Kurt looked at Sam and smiled (there sure was a lot of smiling going around.)

"Well, shall we get going?" he asked, re-attaching his arm with Sam's and Sam nodded happily and they walked off down the hall, a happy pair walking through a sea of students who just didn't seem to notice them. Ah, this was the beginning of a good relationship, Kurt could tell.