Summary: For Blam Week Day 3: Famous Fic~ lauraperfectinsanity prompt: 319. Future fic AU. Blaine has a huge crush on the model, Sam Evans, he sees everyday on a billboard on his way to NYADA from his apartment. He surely doesn't expect to accidentally meet the guy. Blam ending of course! (The alternative version of this prompt is the 320).

Locking his front door, Blaine clapped his gloves hands together and shivered in the morning chill. His breath puffed in front of him as he completed his morning ritual and looked across the street and up, giving the Abercrombie & Fitch billboard a long look.

Or, rather, giving the model on the billboard a long look. From the tousled blond hair to the plush pouty lips to the amazing body, Sam Evans was stunning to look at. And yes, Blaine knew the model's name. The young man was very popular and occasionally got interviewed on shows because of the different charity work he did.

Gorgeous and a social conscience...Of course Blaine had a little crush.

After gazing at the picture for a moment, Blaine shook his head and continued on his way, walking towards his favorite coffee shop. He ordered his medium drip with a caramel swirl and, as he waited for his name to be called, he let his mind wander, thinking about the classes he had to attend that day and a showcase he was performing in that night.

Hearing his name, he grabbed the cup off the counter and began towards the small tables. He like to allot a few extra minutes in the morning to enjoy his coffee in peace and people watch, not just gulp it down as he hurried off.

A hand on his shoulder startled him and Blaine turned. "Can I…."

His question trailed off when he found himself face to face with the man he admired from afar each morning. Instead of the sort of pouty brood from the billboard, those full lips were turned up in a small smile. "I think we got each other's drinks."

"What? Oh!" Blaine looked down at his cup, turning it and noting the teabag dangling along the side. He held the drink out. "Sorry."

"No problem," Sam said, switching their drinks before pausing. "Avengers fan?"

He was gesturing to the small, pewter A pinned to Blaine's messenger bag.

"Yeah, Blaine said, feeling his cheeks warm. "Comics are kind of my guilty pleasure."

"Dude, no reason to feel guilty about liking comics. I love 'em. DC and Marvel, though Marvel tops my list," he rambled. "Who doesn't love Captain America?"

"No idea," Blaine replied. "Though I'm more partial to Iron Man."

Sam's little smile had turned into a full blown grin. "Tony stark is pretty awesome. And Robert Downey Jr was cast perfectly."

"I know!" Blaine enthused, hesitating for a moment before indicating the table they were by. "Want to sit?"

To his shock, Sam accepted and they chatted for about 20 minutes, bouncing from topic to topic and back. At one point, Blaine thought he must have had a mini stroke, because he thought Sam complimented his eyes, which was just…No, he had to have heard wrong.

When Blaine mentioned going to NYADA and performing, Sam perked up again. "Really? Dude, that's awesome! I sing a little and play guitar, but not good enough to do it professionally. I'd love to hear you sometime."

That made Blaine think that maybe, just maybe, he wasn't imagining that there was some mutual flirtation going on. "Well," he said with a smile, "I have a showcase tonight at the Blue Room if you're…."

"It's a date."

They talked for another 10 minutes before Blaine had to leave for class and said his goodbyes. As he walked toward the subway, he pulled out his phone, beaming with excitement and dialed his friend Sebastian's number.

A grumpy, sleep filled voice answered, "Wha?"

"You know who Sam Evans is, right?" he blurted without preamble, bouncing on his toes at a crosswalk, waiting for the light to change.

There was a grunt. "No. I've never jerked off the Abercrombie ads. Course I know?"

"I just bumped into him at my coffee shop! We got to talking and...he's coming to my showcase!"

"Seriously?" Now Sebastian sounded more alert. "I'm so coming too."

"Only if you behave," Blaine teased. "Really behave."

"So...no full body hugs with hip thrusts?"

"Do not hump my date."

"You spoil my fun."

"Oh, this was a bad idea."

"How could going on a date with Hottie McPerfect-body be a bad idea?"

"I meant telling you was a bad idea," Blaine clarified. "Going out with Sam is the best idea ever!"