As always,
THEMoDePo: aw, thank you you made me feel so much better! I think it was so hard writing it that I failed to see that maybe the final result was not that bad, so thanks for opening my eyes! You're about to find out what the last chapter is about. OMg, this is so sad! Thank you sooooo much for everything, darling! 3
Mildlifecrissis: I know, I'm so sad too! I don't think I'm ready to say goodbye to them! And I so love that you like the other characters too, because I had to make a big effort to include them (as I always tend to center too much on mt OTP when I write and forget about everything else around them) and you appreciating the effort makes it all worth it! Yes, I wanted a pure sugary and fluffy ending to the series, so absolutely no drama in this one. And of course I'm not giving up on Blam yet! I have like a thousand stories in my head (some of them with a couple of scenes already written). So thank you so much, really! :)
Darrinia: Thank you! Yes, I liked giving Don a more human side, everybody deserves a second chance! Thank you so much for your support and your confidence in me! :)
Bourne: It was, indeed! I'm glad you liked the Don-Mary scene, I thought it would be nice for Don to thank Mary for being there for his son when he wasn't, now that he's realized all his wrongs. I'm not giving anything away of this last chapter, you'll just have to read it yourself! Thank you so much for all the support! I hope I don't disappoint you with this!
A/N: Ok, before anything else I really need to apologize again for taking so long! This is the last chapter, guys. I'm so sad! Please, enjoy!
CHAPTER 6
Blaine smiled even before opening his eyes, as he felt tender lips resting butterfly kisses all along the naked skin of his back. There was so much love in those innocent actions that Blaine almost felt like screaming with happiness, and he would have if he didn't feel so damn tired and under-slept. So instead he just sighed contentedly as Sam's lips found their way between his shoulder blades, but it was enough to let the taller boy know that he was now awake –which had probably been his purpose on the first place.
"Morning, hubby" Sam whispered, not wanting to break the peacefulness of the place, as he moved his kisses to the more intimate skin on Blaine's neck.
"Mmmm" was still the only thing Blaine was able to articulate, but he managed to raise his face slightly to give Sam's lips better access to the side of his neck while he lay unmoving on his belly.
"I like how it sounds, I think I'm always going to call you hubby from now on" Sam continued in a tender tone against Blaine skin, while his long bangs tickled on the sensitive skin under the latter's chin. "Or Mr. Evans"
"I won't complain either way" Blaine answered once his brain was able to put some words together, before turning around on his back and cupping Sam's cheeks to bring his face down and capture his lips in a slow kiss. "Morning, love"
It was then when Blaine finally opened his eyes, and the light coming through the window embedded in his eyes as if it was made of blades, reminding him of the nice hangover he was sporting and making him loudly groan before he realized it.
"Headache?" Sam asked with a sympathetic smile, taking the time to gently message his husband's temples while his upper body was still laying practically on top of the other boy's one.
"You bet" Blaine confessed, closing his eyes again to keep the headache at bay.
"Poor thing" Sam lamented as he lowered his face to kiss the brunet again. "Not that it's a surprise, of course, considering yesterday you drank like a fish"
"It's not my fault if everybody thinks it's so funny getting me drunk and kept putting drinks in my hands" Blaine protested with a pout, eliciting a heartfelt laugh from his husband.
"Well, you could have said no" Sam reminded him a cheeky smirk.
"I really couldn't" Blaine answered, this time smiling himself as he opened his eyes to look at his beautiful husband –wow, he was his husband, how crazy was that?–. "Ok, I'm an alcoholic, happy? Do you still love me?"
"To infinity and beyond" Sam answered, laughing at Blaine's groan at his choice of words.
"God, I married Buzz Lightyear" Blaine lamented, playfully shaking his head in disgust.
"Yeah, but do you see this ring?" Sam joked back, planting the back of his hand in Blaine's immediate line of vision. "It means it's too late to back down now"
"I didn't say I wanted to" Blaine answered, more tenderly this time, as he took his time to caress Sam's cheek with the back of his own hand so the latter would feel the cool touch of his own ring. "I'll be the Woody to your Buzz"
"Awwww" Sam exclaimed with a smile. "But wait, those two aren't even gay"
"Oh pleeeeease, have you seen the movies?"
"Then, as absurd as it sounds, it's incredibly romantic. Now kiss me"
"You kiss me" Blaine protested cheekily, eliciting a chuckle from his husband.
"Ok" Sam relented as he lowered his face and captured Blaine's lips in a slow kiss.
"Gosh, my head really hurts" Blaine complained once the kiss broke, covering his eyes with his hand for a second to try and make it better.
"And your breath is not that much better" Sam joked, only to receive a playful slap on his hip as a protest.
"Well, thanks, how romantic of you" Blaine sarcastically replied, although by the tiny smile on his face Sam could tell he was not really offended.
"Of course I am romantic, I'm kissing you anyway, am I not?" Sam answered as he kissed him again before starting to separate from him –though Blaine's arms immediately detected the movement and closed around him to stop him–. "You go and have a shower, I'll go and ask the clerk for some painkillers or something"
"What? You're not going to shower with me?" Blaine complained, visibly pouting for good measure, although it didn't have the desired effect and Sam only laughed at him.
"Then who is going to get you the painkillers?" Sam replied even if he let himself be stopped by Blaine's embrace and didn't move an inch from the shorter boy yet.
"Screw the painkillers, I only need you" Blaine answered, his voice getting hoarser with desire, ad he cupped the back of Sam's head and pulled him down to him to kiss him much more deeply that time.
"That's what I wanted to hear" Sam answered against Blaine's lips as he let himself get lost in the kiss –for a second–. "Too bad it's too late for that if we want to have breakfast with everyone"
"Screw them too, I still only need you. Why are you so dressed, by the way?" Blaine insisted as he searched for Sam's lips again, though he didn't find them as Sam managed to lift himself from Blaine's body this time.
"Because I've been up for a while and I already had my shower and everything. And considering we're going away for a month, I think it would be kind of rude to just miss breakfast with our guests" Sam explained, looking at his husband from his sitting position and trying not to laugh at his offended expression.
"Why do you have to be so considerate?" Blaine protested as he, now liberated from Sam's weight, turned on his side and curled more comfortably under the covers.
"Because I had the best teacher and because I know you'd feel guilty later and I don't want that" Sam replied as he took the covers and pull them away from Blaine's reach in one swift movement. "Get going, come on" Sam ordered his husband with a grin and a slap to Blaine's rear as the latter refused to move.
"I'm staying here with or without you" Blaine protested as if he was a spoilt child, which only encouraged Sam further to act.
"Come on, get up now, come on!" he insisted as he kept relentlessly shaking Blaine's body and tickling it until the latter couldn't almost breathe with laughter.
"Alright, alright, I'm up!" Blaine surrendered as he sat up on the bed to stop his husband's antics. "Gosh, I didn't think I was going to regret this so soon!"
"I love you too" Sam joked as he bent over to kiss Blaine's temple in apology for disappointing him, even if he knew it was all acting. "I'm going to find you those painkillers while you have a shower. I'll be right back"
Sam waited until Blaine was on his feet –so he wouldn't risk for him to fall asleep again, which he seemed about to do– and arduously dragging his feet towards the bathroom before he dared to move towards the door of the room himself in search of those painkillers that might make his husband feel better –hadn't he promised to always take care of him only a few hours before, after all?
"Hey, hubby" Blaine's more alert voice sounded behind him, making his heart melt at the choice of words before he turned around to look at him.
"Yes?" he answered playfully.
"I don't really regret it, you know?" Blaine answered while adoringly scrunching his face, pointing at the ring on his left ring finger with the index of his other hand.
"I knew it!" Sam joked as if a big confession had been made, pointing his finger at Blaine and winking at him before both them burst into laughter.
Blaine was just getting out of the shower as Sam returned to the room with the painkillers –that Blaine took with a grateful smile–, and the latter had to use every ounce of his self control as Blaine dropped his towel and started getting dressed in front of him –so terribly slowly, gosh, he had to be doing it on purpose– so he wouldn't jump on him. But he had not been joking, it was late and they were leaving after breakfast, they needed to be downstairs with everybody they loved to say their goodbyes and thank them for their presence.
Some of the others were already at the dining room, waiting for them all to be there to start eating when they arrived, and most of them were looking equally –or worse– hungover than Blaine himself. Tina looked about to cry, and Puck –who probably was there only because Artie had forced him– was wearing his sunglasses even if they were indoors. Sebastian had his arms crossed on the table with his head resting on them, presumably asleep as Alex looked amusedly at him.
"Oh, such a good pillow" Blaine exclaimed as he copied his friend's posture, only on top of him, to which Sebastian only grunted at the intrusion but didn't really complain.
"I guess we can easily guess who were the ones who drank the most last night" Sam joked as he smiled fondly at his husband, who seemed to be asleep already again while resting on the back of Sebastian's neck.
"Shut the fuck up, Evans" Puck groaned in response, because apparently Sam had been speaking too loudly for his taste.
"Grumpy, aren't we?" Sam asked while trying not to laugh, seeing as his friend didn't seem to be up for jokes, but Puck only groaned in response. "Is anyone conscious here anyway?"
"I am" Artie answered, chuckling as Tina almost broke her head when it unexpectedly fell backwards as she nodded off.
"Well, while we wait for our families to arrive, hopefully in a better state that you lot, Blaine and I wanted to thank you all for being here those two days. Right, B?" Sam said, turning to his boyfriend, but he was too dead to the world to answer, so Sam pointedly pocked him on his side, only to get a grunt in response. "B? So much for in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad"
"Let him be, poor thing" Mercedes intervened with a snort as Sam kept pocking his husband just to annoy him. "It's not his fault that these suckers found it so funny to get him drunk"
"You're right, it's not my angel's fault" Sam agreed with a smile as he stopped bothering his husband and instead rested a kiss on the back of his head. "I blame you, guys"
"Yeah, well, you'll have to blame them when they regain consciousness" Alex laughed as he watched his boyfriend and his friend sleeping, one on top of the other.
"Good morning, young'uns!" A familiar and terribly annoying voice sounded loudly behind them, and Mike, Artie, Mercedes, Alex and Sam laughed wholeheartedly as the others grunted at the unexpected noise.
"Shut the fuck up, Anderson" Puck protested again as he watched Cooper enter the dining room.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Puckerman, do you have a headache?" Cooper replied in a loud tone as he shamelessly slapped Puck's back. "And why would that be?"
"Probably because of annoying bastards shouting first thing in the morning" Puck protested as he not-so-innocently pushed Cooper away from him.
"Morning, little brother!" Cooper continued, still very loudly, as he carelessly patted his little brother's back with more force than needed, making Blaine's upper body fall from Sebastian's, and would have ended on the floor if not for Sam's quick intervention, who carefully grabbed his head before he could hit the table.
"Damn you, Cooper" Blaine protested, finally awake, as he tried to nestle against Sam's chest, taking advantage of the arms around him.
"Oh no, no, you don't" Sam denied him the chance, moving a bit away so Blaine would be forced to sit upright on his own, even if he felt a bit guilty when his husband visibly pouted so he hurried to explain. "You would fall asleep again"
"You're mean" Blaine protested, but he managed to smile a little as he heard some chuckles around him.
"I'm not, my family is about to arrive and I know you wouldn't want them to see you like that. I already had your father seeing me drunk on the night of Les miserables opening and I can tell you I've never been more embarrassed in my life"
"Why? It was quite funny" Don Anderson, who Sam had not acknowledged yet, intervened as he also sat to the table, making Sam blush instantly.
"Oh God" Sam groaned as Blaine chuckled at his side. "I mean, good morning, Don"
"Good morning, everyone" Don greeted his son's friends, feeling more and more comfortable around them the more he got to know them. "So some of you look worse for the wear, guys. Including you, Blaine"
"Thanks, Dad" Blaine sarcastically replied, already more awake and alert, the painkillers Sam had gotten for him starting to take effect.
Finally the Evans made it to the dining room and everyone spend a nice time with each other as they had breakfast (even the ones with the worst hangover, who were starting to wake up at the delicious smell of the food). Unfortunately, Sam and Blaine couldn't stay for long, as their flight wasn't going to wait for them, and as soon as they finished eating, they knew it was time to say goodbye –which ended up being more difficult than expected, after all the emotions shared in the last two days.
"You're going to be okay, right, Dad?" Blaine asked his father as he embraced him with all his forces.
"Oh, please, of course I will, don't go ruining your honeymoon worrying about me, you hear me?" Don ordered him, trying to sound stern even if he couldn't help smiling at the worried face of his son in the end. "I'm staying here with your brother for a few more days and then… I've got out family gathering once you're back to look forward to"
"I will call you to see how you're doing"
"No, you will call me to tell me what a wonderful time you're having with your husband"
"Deal" Blaine answered with a smile as he embraced his father one last time.
"Now you're sure you're taking everything you need with you?" Mary asked her oldest son meanwhile for what seemed like the hundredth time. "Do you have your passports?"
"Yes, we have, Mom" Sam confirmed, patting the front pocket of his shirt to show her he had them all good and ready.
"Put a lot of sun lotion on you if it's too sunny, and tell Blaine to put some on your back too, you know how easily you get sunburned. And make sure that Blaine puts some on him too, I know he thinks he doesn't get sunburned but you never know. And please, make sure to…"
"Mom! Please! Stop it already, we're not teenagers anymore!" Sam stopped her string of warnings with a chuckle. "We just got married, you know?"
"I know, son, I'm sorry" she answered, reciprocating his smile. "I know you're a grown up and everything but… to me you will always be my little boy"
"Aw, come here" Sam said as he took her in his arms and devotedly kissed her cheek. "We're going to miss you so much"
"Call me" she warned him when the embrace broke, pointing her finger at his face for good measure.
"We will, I promise"
"And look after each other"
"You really think you need to remind us of that?" Sam asked, laughing again.
"No, I really don't. And now go, before you start getting emotional" she ordered as her eyes started getting glassy.
"I'm going to start getting emotional?" Sam asked with a chuckle as he fondly pinched her cheek.
"Yes, go and have the time of your lives" Mary answered as she pushed him away so she could embrace her son-in-law too.
Only when absolutely everyone had been properly hugged and Sam could see Blaine was on the verge of tears of emotion, he said a final goodbye to everyone and pulled his husband with him towards the door, where Cooper was waiting for them to take them to the airport. Yes, they loved everyone in that room very much. And yes, they were going to miss them terribly. But they were also going to have the time of their lives and start their married life in the best possible way. So yes, things were looking pretty good, Sam thought as he entered the car after his husband and took his hand to entwine their fingers together.
The flight was a long one. Fortunately, none of them were afraid of planes, but that didn't mean they weren't going to get bored or restless after a few hours. Blaine, still recovering from his hangover, took a little nap, perched on Sam's chest, and had to endure like five minutes of Sam laughing at him when he woke up and they discovered he had drooled a little on Sam's t-shirt. Then, when Blaine stopped pretending he was annoyed at the other boy for laughing at him, they watched a movie together. And after that, it was Sam who nodded off for a while and when he woke up, he found his husband writing something in a little notebook.
"What are you doing?" Sam asked with a yawn as he turned to look at his husband, who immediately stopped writing to give him his whole attention with a smile.
"I'm making a list about all the places we need to visit once we're there" Blaine answered, and there was so much enthusiasm in his voice that Sam found it impossible to not smile back at him.
"That's nice" Sam answered as he took the notebook from Blaine's hand to take a look at it. "Wow, there are a lot! If I wasn't positive that you found out about our destination just yesterday, I would think you'd done a lot of research!"
"Well, I've done a lot of research through the years, you know I always wanted to go there someday" Blaine answered with a shy smile as he took his notebook back to revise he hadn't forgotten anything.
"So did I, I've always wanted to visit your origins and if there is a way to know you and understand you more deeply…" Sam answered, and Blaine looked at him in awe, thinking how it was impossible to love someone more deeply than how he loved Sam in that moment.
"Honey, I don't think you can know me better than you already do" Blaine replied, looking adoringly at his husband to the point that Sam felt the need to joke and lighten the atmosphere if he didn't want to start crying.
"Well, then I want to see the place where they make people as beautiful as you are"
"Uh, that was smooth"
"Do I get a kiss, at least?" Sam joked, sticking out his delicious lips for Blaine to capture them.
"And as many as you want" Blaine chuckled before obeying, taking his time to savor Sam's lips as they deserved before changing the subject. "Do you think we could visit my mother's town? It's just a small village and probably doesn't hold any special touristic interest, but…"
"Of course we will, sweetie" Sam answered, not even giving him the chance to finish his request, as he covered Blaine's hand, resting on the armrest between them, with his own. "We'll visit everything you want"
"Thanks, honey"
"Although we also need some time for ourselves, to rest and… you know… consummate" Sam added in a whisper, trying to look seductive, even if he only managed to make Blaine laugh wholeheartedly.
"To what?" he asked between laughs.
"You know, technically we are not even really married because last night you were too plastered and tired to consummate our marriage" Sam explained, letting Blaine's contagious laughter evoke a wide smile on his own lips.
"Oh, come on, I can't believe you're throwing that to my face!" Blaine answered, failing to even pretend he was outraged because he couldn't stop laughing. "You were just as tired as I was, I just fell asleep first!"
"Please, I'll never be too tired to perform!" Sam answered, feigning to be offended at the notion.
"Oh, excuse me, Mr. Performer, but it was you telling me the night before that we would be too drunk and spent to have sex! And that's why we did it the night before. We simply consummated before the wedding. And it's not like we haven't consummated a thousand times before"
"Even then, make sure to leave us some free time to consummate as much as we want" Sam warned him, trying to sound serious as he pointed his finger right at Blaine's face to make more of an impression.
"Ok, but only because you insist" Blaine relented with a mischievous smile, grabbing Sam's finger out of his face but keeping their hands together.
"Oh, thanks for your generosity"
"Anytime, love"
"You still owe me a consummation, though"
"Oh my God, stop it already" Blaine complained with a shake of his head, even if he kept grinning under his nose.
"I'm going to the bathroom" Sam suddenly said.
"If you're expecting me to follow you so we become members of the mile high club you've got another thing coming" Blaine joked as he bit on his pen.
"I was just going to take a leak, but glad to know you're thinking about that" Sam answered with a mischievous wink.
"What do you want me to think after all that consummating conversation?" Blaine complained, and Sam thought he couldn't be more adorable when he noticed his faint blushing at coming out as a pervert.
"Well, you know where I'll be if you change your mind" Sam reminded him, kissing his husband in the corner of his mouth before standing up.
"Yeah, keep dreaming" Blaine murmured, still embarrassed, as Sam laughed wholeheartedly at him while walking away.
When he was back, he immediately noticed Blaine was still with his notebook, though he wasn't writing anymore but deeply engrossed in some scribbling activity Sam couldn't identify.
"And what are you doing now?" Sam asked as he resumed his seat next to his husband. Blaine couldn't be still for a second, right?
"I'm trying to find a new signature that works for me" Blaine explained, not lifting his gaze from the paper as he continued scribbling.
"Why?" Sam insisted with a confused frown.
"Because I happened to change my name very recently, you know? I need a new signature" Blaine explained, still so deeply engaged on his project that he missed the adoring smile on Sam's face when he understood.
"Oh my God, you just get sweeter and sweeter every day, don't you?" Sam asked as he gently grabbed Blaine's chin and forced him towards him just so he could tenderly kiss his lips. "Marry me"
"I just did" Blaine answered with a shrug of shoulders and a smile that melted Sam's heart.
"Oh right" Sam answered reciprocating his smile and kissing him again more deeply this time.
"Listen, I… I've been wanting to tell you something" Blaine suddenly said, kind of shyly, which totally surprised his husband.
"Wow, it sounds serious" Sam joked, even if he was a bit worried at the change in the light mood they had been sharing until then.
"It is" Blaine answered, although he made sure to give his husband a wide smile to let him know everything was alright.
"What's up then?" Sam asked, a little relieved but still curious.
"I just… wanted to thank you" Blaine started, kind of hesitantly.
"Thank me? For what?"
"Now that you've become my husband and this new phase in our lives is opening for us… I needed to thank you for being the most wonderful boyfriend anyone could ask for all this time"
"What?" Sam asked in surprise, as he hadn't expected something like that –and he didn't like it when Blaine made it look like as if he had saved his life or something–. "Blaine, I don't even want to hear that, I've just…"
"Please, let me finish for once, it's important to me" Blaine pleaded, gently resting a finger on Sam's lips to quiet him.
"Alright" Sam relented against his will, but just because he couldn't deny Blaine anything.
"I'm going to get intense for a second, okay?" Blaine warned him with a smile that Sam immediately reciprocated.
"If you really need to…"
"I don't think I could have survived some of the things that happened this last year if it hadn't been for you" Blaine stated after a long and deep sigh.
"Of course you would have, you're so strong" Sam immediately contradicted him, as Blaine had been expecting him to do, so he was prepared.
"But it's you where I get my strength from" Blaine refuted him. "No one would have stayed by my side like you did, you know? No one would have supported me like you've always done, not letting me fall even for a second. You had to go through a lot of crap just because of me, and never once you complained about it. You're my hero, Sam" Blaine insisted, his voice shaking with emotion that immediately mirrored in Sam's heart, so he picked Blaine's hand in his to connect them more deeply. "Because even if it was probably the worst year of my life, at the same time it was the best one because I got to share it with you. And even when everything was so difficult, you were still there for me, putting up with me through all the shit. And for that I need to thank you"
"But sweetheart, it wasn't difficult for me at all" Sam explained, kissing the back of Blaine's hand. "You make loving you so easy, you don't need to thank me for anything"
"But…"
"Now you've got to let me finish, you know, it would only be the right thing to do" Sam joked, trying to lighten the mood, and he was glad when he elicited a chuckle from his husband.
"I'm sorry" Blaine apologized with an embarrassed smile.
"Blaine, I'm very aware of how we haven't had an easy year, all in all, especially you. But I look back at us from the moment when we took the step to be together and… I wouldn't change a thing" Sam explained with all the honesty in his heart. "Do I wish I could have spared you from some of the things you were forced to go through? Well, obviously. But not for me, not because I had to be at your side or take care of you or put up with you, as you said. I really mean it, B, be there for you it's not a duty for me, it's not something that I have to stand if I want to be with you. It's just one of the wonderful parts of being with you, as good and wonderful as any other. You're the love of my life, Blaine, and I will always, always, do whatever it takes for you to be alright. For us to be happy. And I don't want you to thank me for that, because you do the same for me, each and every day of your life, even if you can't get it through that thick head of yours"
"I would do anything to make you happy, Sammy" Blaine promised as he jumped to embrace him in a rush of affection.
"I know" Sam acknowledged as he lovingly ran his hands up and down all across Blaine's back in a comforting gesture while in their embrace. "And do you know what the funniest thing is? You don't need to do anything else to make me happy. You already made me the happiest man alive when you said I do"
"And I would say it a thousand times more" Blaine said before capturing Sam's lips in a slow kiss than lingered. "Everything is just too perfect now, though, you know? Like… it's too good to be true"
"It's not. It's what we deserve, B. We really do. And listen, there is absolutely nothing standing in our way anymore, you hear me? No regrets and not failed dreams, ok? Absolutely nothing. We're together, we have everything and everyone we need and lots of dreams to fulfill. From now on, we're only going to be happy, ok?"
Blaine nodded while giving Sam the smile the latter knew was reserved only for him, and then he rested his head on Sam's shoulder and linked his arm with the other's, unable to stay physically away from him even when they fell in a comfortable silence that was only broken when Sam kissed the top of his head.
Blaine was close to nodding off again when Sam suddenly broke the silence and scared him fully awake.
"Oh my God!" Sam exclaimed.
"What?" Blaine asked in confusion.
"I just remember we own a car now and got a little emotional at it" Sam said in such a serious tone that it took Blaine a couple of seconds before he burst out laughing at his nonsense.
"You're such an idiot" Blaine commented between laughs.
"Yeah, but I'm your idiot" Sam predictably answered as he lifted his hand right in front of Blaine's nose. "See this shiny thing on my finger?"
"Oh my God, are you going to show it to me every time I accuse you of being a nuisance?"
"Absolutely"
"Alright" Blaine surrendered with a shrug of his shoulders, and kissed Sam's cheek –as the latter laughed– before resuming his position on the crook of Sam's neck, his absolute favorite place in the Earth.
Several years later
"B, do you know where my tie is?" Sam loudly asked from their shared bedroom as Blaine gave the final touches to his hair in front of the mirror in their bathroom.
"It's on the chair, I just left it ready for you" Blaine answered, equally loud so his husband could hear him.
"Oh my God, I forgot to iron the shirt!" Sam yelled in terror, and Blaine had to chuckle at his very chaotic husband.
"I did it for you, honey, it's hanging in the wardrobe" he answered, more softly this time as said husband, still shirtless and sexy as ever, appeared behind him.
"You're an angel, have I ever told you that?" Sam said as he came behind his husband and circled his waist with his arms, his hungry lips immediately finding the soft skin of the shorter one's neck.
"Yeah, once or twice along the years" Blaine answered, sighing with contentment as Sam expertly found a soft spot on the side of his neck.
"Well, that's because you are"
"I'm not, I just knew your head would be on other things and you'd forget about it"
"And you took care of me, as always"
"Of course" Blaine answered as he turned around in their embrace to look at the blond. "Anything for my man. Whom I'm so proud, by the way"
"Really?" Sam asked, his lips breaking into a smile on their own accord.
"Well, of course I am! You're so talented!" Blaine exclaimed, running his hands all along the soft skin on Sam's sturdy arms –something which he would never get tired of–.
"I wish I was as confident in me as you are"
"Are you nervous?"
"I am" Sam admitted with a sigh. "It's the first time I'm exhibiting my paintings"
"It's not, honey" Blaine reminded him as he ran his knuckles along Sam's cheek in a comforting gesture. "Your art has been a part of a hundred exhibitions before, and you know everybody loved it. In fact, they loved it so much that this time you're getting your own exhibition. Just you! In the big apple! That is a big deal"
"Is that supposed to make me feel less nervous?" Sam joked, amused and incredibly moved by his husband's enthusiasm and support.
"I'm sorry, love, I'm just so excited… But relax, it's going to be great, and you know it. You're so talented…" Blaine said with the biggest smile as he took a couple of seconds to just look at his husband, whom just seemed to get more and more handsome with time, before capturing his lips in a kiss.
"Ugh, I love you so much!" Sam exclaimed as he threw his arms more strongly around the smaller man and held him to his chest.
"I love you more" Blaine answered, not missing the chance to play that ridiculous game they had been playing for so many years.
"No way" Sam protested before going for another kiss that got interrupted by a loud voice coming from the other end of the corridor.
"Daddy! I finished washing my teeth and I'm already in bed! I'm ready now!"
"Duty calls" Blaine jokingly lamented as he rested his forehead against his husband's cheek for a sweet second. "You finish getting ready, I'll tuck Jay into bed and then we can get going"
"You look gorgeous tonight, by the way" Sam casually commented, this time being he the one to contemplate his husband as if he was a work of art, to which Blaine visibly blushed.
"Not as much as you" Blaine replied, trying to get the attention off him, and once again he went for his partner's lips as if he couldn't get enough of him.
"Daddy! Did you hear me?" Jason insisted from his room.
"Yes, sweetie, I heard you, I'm coming!" Blaine answered in a loud voice so his son would hear him, trying not to chuckle at his opportunism, before turning to his husband again. "Don't be long"
"I wouldn't dream of keeping you waiting" Sam answered as he watched his husband disappear towards their son's room and he started buttoning his shirt.
As promised, Jason was already in bed, anxiously waiting for him in his Spiderman pajamas. Blaine couldn't help but to smile at him: he was not even four years old yet and he was already intelligent and mischievous enough to have his parents in constant alert to keep him out of trouble –though he compensated it being the funniest and most loving child they had ever met.
"So are you ready for bed now, Jay?" Blaine asked as he picked a toy from the floor and left it on his son's bedside table. The baby-sitter who was going to take care of him for the night was already at the living room, but Blaine and Sam always preferred to put Jason to bed themselves if it was possible.
"Do you really have to go?" Jay asked, not for the first time, and Blaine sat on the bed with a sigh, perching on the headboard so the child could nestle against his chest, which he immediately did.
"Yes, sweetie, you know we have to" Blaine answered as he squeezed his son more strongly to him. "This is very important to Papa's job and I have to be there for him"
"And can't Uncle Cooper stay with me? Or Uncle Seb?" Jay asked, his eyes full of an innocence that reminded Blaine so much to Sam's that it was almost painful.
"No, because they need to be there for Papa too" Blaine tried to make his son understand. "It's very important for him. You understand that, don't you?"
"Yes, I do" Jason finally relented, sounding much more mature that what was expected at his age.
"But you don't have to worry, Sunshine. You go to sleep now and Papa and I will be here when you wake up"
"Promise?"
"Promise"
"But can Iron and Cap sleep with me today at least?" Jay pleaded, giving his daddy his best version of puppy eyes that he had learnt from him, so Blaine obviously couldn't refuse.
"Ok, but only today, understood?" Blaine surrendered with a warning, before snapping his fingers for the two dogs that were lying on the carpet to get them on the bed with their favorite person of the house. "Come on, boys. Come on, jump here"
"And… can you read me a story before you go?"
"Of course, honey! Whichever one you want"
"What about… the one with the red dragon?" Jason unsurprisingly suggested, as it was his favorite book that week and couldn't get enough of it.
"As you wish" Blaine answered as he picked the book from the nightstand and opened it on his lap so they both could look at it.
As usually happened, they immediately got completely lost in the story, with Blaine making all the different voices as Jason looked adoringly at him. Normally both Blaine and Sam would read his bed-time story for their son together and take turns fooling around, but Blaine knew that this night Sam had a lot on his head –and he still needed to finish getting ready–, so he took on such an important duty on his own. Not that Sam had agreed to that, of course, and he furtively walked into the room and leant against the door unnoticed, so absorbed in the story the other two were.
As whenever he got to watch Blaine and Jason interacting with each other, Sam felt a sweet warmth spreading through his chest that never failed to remind him how lucky he was. From the moment they adopted Jason more than three years ago, a day didn't pass by when he didn't thank the universe for Blaine and the wonderful family they were starting together, which was about to get bigger very soon when their second child would finally be home once all the adoption stages were over and done with.
Sam was taken out of his reverie when Blaine made an especially ridiculous impression of the dragon, so he couldn't help but laugh along with his son and was finally discovered.
"What?" Blaine asked with a slightly embarrassed smile when he noticed his husband leaning against the door, his heart melting instantly at the adoring smile on Sam's face as he observed them.
"Nothing. I was just contemplating my two loves being adorable together" Sam honestly answered, sharing a knowing smile with his husband.
"There are four of us here, Papa" Jason protested, signaling at the dogs, who were already sleeping at his feet.
"Ok, sorry, my four loves" Sam corrected himself with a chuckle.
"When the new baby comes she will be your love too, Papa?" Jason curiously asked.
"Of course. I've got lots of love to give" Sam explained. "Even if a hundred babies came along they would still be my loves. What do you say, Jay, do you want a hundred brothers and sisters?"
"I don't think so" Jason answered, after jokingly pretending to think for a while –something he had obviously learnt from Sam, Blaine thought with a fond smile.
"Let's see how we do with one first, then" Sam suggested, chuckling at his son.
"Papa, will you read the story with us? Daddy can't really do the dragon"
"Excuse me?" Blaine protested, pretending to be offended. "That's what I get after giving the best of myself?"
"But it's the truth, daddy. You do a great princess, though" Jason hurried to add, not wanting his daddy to feel bad.
"Wow, thanks" Blaine answered sarcastically as Sam laughed wholeheartedly.
"Well, let's fix that already. Make some room for me" Sam said as he sat at Jason's other side and threw his arm around Blaine so the three of them were connected in the embrace.
And as they did almost every night, Blaine and Sam became a big show, reciting and inventing half the lines of the story while Jason tried to keep up with their silliness until he irremediably fell asleep in the middle of the chaos.
"He's asleep now" Blaine pointed out after a while as he noticed Jason's head falling completely on his chest.
"We should get going then" Sam answered as he took his son into his arms and positioned him more comfortably on the bed, efficiently tucking him and bending over to kiss his forehead as Blaine switched off the main light of the room and left only a small light connected to the socket in case he woke up in the middle of the night.
"Good night, sweetheart" Blaine whispered as he also kissed their son and moved to the door, only to find Sam standing still there, looking at the child with the fondest expression on his face.
"I can't stop looking at him when he sleeps" he whispered, his tender gaze moving from his son to his husband. "He curls just like you"
"Please, he is the spitting image of you, he imitates everything you do" Blaine contradicted him, letting Sam's arm come around him and embrace him to his side.
"He's such a smart kid" Sam joked, and he didn't even try to avoid Blaine's playful punch to his chest.
"I'm sure he'll be a great big brother, just as you are" Blaine whispered, his gaze falling on their sleeping son again.
"Well, we will know very soon, right?" Sam replied, not able to hide the happiness that thought awoke on him. "He will be a great big brother if our little princess is not an obnoxious little sibling as you are!"
"I knew Cooper moving to New York for his TV show and spending that much time around couldn't be good" Blaine lamented with a shake of his head.
"Please, you couldn't be happier about it" Sam commented as he took advantage of the arm he had around his husband to start pushing him out of the room.
"You know me too well" Blaine replied as he put his own arm around Sam's waist. "And now let's get going, my very talented and successful husband is presenting his first solo exhibition tonight, did you know that?"
"Oh, is he?" Sam played along with him as they got out of the house and walked across their garden towards the car. "Then you two must make a really good couple"
"Oh, please, I can't compete with him" Blaine modestly answered, and thankfully he was quick enough to avoid Sam ruffling his head.
"Oh really? And where did you say you were going to put the Tony Award all the critics say you're going to get from your Hedwig? Next to your golden record for your second album, you said?"
"You're such an idiot!" Blaine exclaimed with a laugh as they separated to get into the car.
"Yes, but I'm your idiot. Do you see…?" Sam started lifting his hand in front of him as they both climbed into the car, but Blaine wouldn't even let him finish.
"Yes, I can see you ring, stop it already!" he jokingly protested as Sam's hearty laughter accompanied the sound of the car starting and his hand curled around his.
THE END
A/N: OMG, that's it! It's over! I'm not going to cry, I'm not going to cry, I'm not going to cry *cries anyway*
Now seriously, this is it. I really really hope you liked the ending (I was going to add a scene on the gallery with them talking to the press and everything, but I thought this last scene fitted the plot and their relationship better). I wanted to thank you, from the bottom of my heart, to everyone reading all this nonsence, especially those who have taken the time to review one chapter after the other, you're the ones that kept me going!
Now, to answer a question some of you made, I'm not leaving Blam yet. I've got some stories ready to try (including a OS in this time arch), so you're not getting rid of me just yet. I'm not going to continue with this series linearly (not going to write about their future from where this ends), but I'm not opposed to writing little things about other points of the story. What I mean with that is that if there is someone who would like to see some thing mentioned on the whole series more developed, something that already happened but we never got to see it, please let me know! I would gladly give it a thought! I'm not asking for prompts for other stories (I've got lots of things to write!), just for these series because I'm still not ready to really say goodbye. So that's it, this is your chance if there was something you would have liked to see ;)
And that's it. I'm so going to miss you, guys! Thanks for everything!