A/N Felt weird about the way Oxygen ended so i guess this is a proper ending to that, also... I got too excited that i posted the fucked up version instead of the one my awesome friend AMyViolet AIMES edited for me... sorry friend and again MERRY CHRISTMAS
"Hi, Mr. Evans. Sam's not answering his phone. Um, is he here?" Blaine asked, smiling and shaking Dwight's hand.
"Dwight, Blaine. Call me Dwight," he said, pretending to give him a stern talking-to.
"Well… okay, Dwight. How are you today?" Blaine asked, clearly uncomfortable. Dwight chuckled and got out of the way so that Blaine could come in.
"Much better! I'm doing fine, thanks. Sam went with Mary to the mall to do some last-minute shopping," Dwight said, motioning to the chair so that Blaine could sit down.
"They went to the mall with the kids? I admire their bravery!" Blaine said, laughing.
"Oh no, yeah they're not that brave, the kids are at a play date. Do you want to wait for Sam, or is there anything I can help you with?"
"Actually, I needed Sam to print something for me. I needed a music sheet but my printer is not working. Do you think I can use his printer?" Blaine asked.
"Sure, you know where everything is in his room. I think you spend more time here than at your own house," Dwight said, playing around with Blaine, causing the boy to blush.
"I'm sorry, it's just that… um…" he stuttered.
"Hey, I don't mind. You're a really good influence on my son and you know you're part of the family," Dwight said, smiling at Blaine. "Go on and do what you have to do. I have to go get Stevie and Stacey don't rush though, I still have to get some stuff out of the freezer for Mary.
"Thanks Mr…. errr, Dwight. I'll just print it and get out of your way," he said, rushing up the stairs to Sam's room.
Not even five minutes had gone by when Blaine came back pale as a ghost. Dwight was in the kitchen so he didn't see the state he was in.
"S-see you later, Dwight," he called, trying not to sound as confused and to not make Dwight turn and see him. He rushed out the door and into his car. He didn't even notice that Mary and Sam were turning into the street that led to their house. He couldn't believe what he had just read in Sam's room. He didn't know what he was feeling: he was scared but at the same time excited, then suddenly he started smiling and couldn't hide it. His phone started ringing and he picked up.
"Hello," he answered, not checking who was calling him. He was too preoccupied with keeping his eyes on the road and grinning like an idiot.
"B, its Sam… was that you just leaving my house?" Sam asked.
"Oh, Sammy!" Blaine answered excitedly.