Tag: p: sam (knowsnavi)

💔 / knowsnavi ! sam wants a smooch

f’ed up kissing meme.
(i rolled a dice on this and got 2. a kiss when it’s not allowed!)

They’ve been in the auditorium skipping English class and trying their best to stay out of being seen, heard, or noticed.  Sam could see he wasn’t himself today.  Groggy morning hunched over a thermos of coffee that said he wasn’t out of the door until the last possible moment so a trip to the Lima Bean wasn’t in schedule for his morning rush.  Short cut, almost snippy replies to Mr. Schue who must’ve been doing his best to get underneath his nails and drive him up the wall.  Okay.  A lot of people seemed to be doing that today.  But never Sam.  Never.  Ever.  Sam.  Because he’d have to lose his soul before Sam Evans could be clumped into the I wish they’d just be quiet category.  

It was Sam who grabbed him by the elbow when he was rushing towards the classroom door. Told him that he had something else they could be doing that was a lot better than a class they were both doing okay enough to skip for one day.  Blaine could help him make it up later anyway.  If he needed the help.  Honestly, those nights spent at Sam’s house or Sam at his while they helped one another study?  They were helping him more than he liked to admit.  

They were hiding backstage after hearing the door open.  Figuring the teacher they’d rather not see must be ambling around trying to think of some last minute detail for their assignment, Blaine and Sam were hunched together between a pair of the thick red curtains that stretched up so high over head they disappeared in the dark.  Their heaviness had knocked him back into Sam’s chest when the other grabbed a fistful to steady himself.  They were hiding their laughter in each other’s shoulders when it happened.  Sam caught his eye when he was looking up at him, nose pressed to his shirt.  They didn’t say anything but Blaine felt his belly spin like they were on the ride at the carnival that you stick to from how fast it twirls.

Being caught was the least of his concerns.  Huffed laughter, warm breath against his mouth right before they kissed.  No one knew this wasn’t the first time.  That was a month ago and they’d been hiding it since.  Slowly and softly, his hand rested against Sam’s cheek and he relied on Sam to keep him from toppling over.  A month of stolen kisses and it felt brand new.  Maybe it always would.  Cause this was Sam..

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OF  COURSE  HE  DOESN’T  CARE  WHO  SEES  THEM ;  it didn’t even come down to a label  ( it was the only thing that mattered in mckinley ) .  blaine was his best friend and ultimately that was the only thing that mattered to him . sam hugs him tightly ,  squeezes him ,  cheek against cheek .  there’s something weirdly intimate about it and even though sam recognizes the undertone to a simple friendly hug between them ,  he doesn’t pull away .

“  you’re  my  best  friend ,  of  course i know when you’re down in the dumps …”  he laughs ,  pulling back and keeping his hands on blaine’s shoulders .  “ do you wanna talk about it  or maybe hang out tonight ?  y’know ,  cheer you up .  there’s a horror movie marathon at the drive in and we could get some pizza on the way … maybe some fries … and a milkshake too .”

“You’re amazing.  You know?” His words were soft.  Barely above a breath and he had no idea if Sam heard.  No matter.  They were a confession brought on by a rambling mind blurting out the last bits of what came across his thoughts.  Blaine wouldn’t be the first one to pull back if the world depended on it.  Wild horses couldn’t drag him away.  Isn’t the saying?  Far as he was concerened?  This was the best thing that’s happened to him all week.  Just one moment where he could hug Sam incredibly tight and keep him there.  Feel this kind of connection that was a promise in and of itself.  I got you and I got you, too.  

Blained turned his head and tucked the bridge of his nose against Sam’s collar.  Best friend.  Sam had a way of saying that, that you could tell he meant it.  It wasn’t something you say to every friend like a lot of people do.  And it meant the world to him.  Hazel eyes met Sam’s as their corners pinched together with his ear to ear smile.  “You’re mine, too.”  Talk.  He cringed and shook his head but quickly perked at the mention of drive in a horror marathon.  “Yes!  Yes!  Let’s go!  I’ll fill the car up with blankets.  Get all the junk food we want and make a night out of it.  That’s perfect, actually.”  His hand gripped Sam’s forearms as he jerked both eyebrows up.  “Have I told you lately how much I appreciate you?  For everything.  I’d be lost without you.”  One more squeeze and he let one hand fall but the other remained in place.  “I mean it.”

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“  so … i  totally  wanna  give  you  a  hug  right  now ,  not  only  for  helping  me  out  but  because  it  looks  like  you  really  need  one .  correct  me  if  i’m  wrong  dude ,  but  i  hate  seeing  you  bummed  out .  c’mere .”  sam’s  arms  spread  in  offering ,  ignoring  the  crowd  of  students  that  walk  beside  them  and  the  sound  of  the  bell  signaling  the  start  of  next  period .  he  wasn’t  moving  until  blaine  returned  the  hug  anyway  ( even  if  it  meant  being  late  for  spanish ) .

Blaine couldn’t help tucking his chin towards his collar and smiling at Sam’s sudden need to hug him.  Even if he felt his cheeks grow a little hotter than he might’ve liked them to?  Blaine’s heart about leapt out of his chest and floated away at the offer.  Having Sam not care about who might see them?  Or the ringing bell?  Made it even more sweet and kind.  AKA: The definition of Sam Evans.  He wouldn’t deny him even if he could.  “Yeah, okay..,” he smiled one more time.  So much gratitude for such a simple gesture.

He stepped into Sam’s awaiting arms and wrapped his own up underneath so he could sling them around his shoulders and pull him in  Long fingers pressed their tips into soft flannel.  Maybe a little too tight.  “How’d you guess?  Anyway.  I’m glad you did.  Thank you.”

( mssg » sam | sent ) erg
( mssg » sam | sent ) I didnt’ mean to send that 
( mssg » sam | sent ) yoiu were here in spirit!
( mssg » sam | sent ) My feet are really cold, SAmmy.
( mssg » sam | sent ) And wet.
( mssg » sam | sent ) because they’re in a pool that hasn’t been heated since LAbor day!

( mssg » sam | sent ) I’ve never seen so many passedout Dalton guys.
( mssg » sam | sent ) it looks like the end of The Birds here.  Limp WArblers in every position you can imagine barely moving in Trents backyard.
( mssg » sam | sent ) not liek 
( mssg » sam | sent )

Not like, you know in greek dish pattern positions. making that clear.
( mssg » sam | sent ) you’re the greatest. I love you so much.  Whyare you so…you?

@knowsnavi ; continued from here.

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“ all  i’m  saying  is ,  rey  is  a  strong ,  independent  woman  &  kylo  ren  should  stay  five  hundred  feet  away  from  her  at  all  times ! ”

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“Can that rule be broken if, say, they’re a foot apart from one another cause she cut him in half? I swear if they ruin her?  I quit Star Wars.”

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“ totally  the  best  DATE  ever…”  he  doesn’t  beat  around  the  bush ;  perhaps  a  part  of  him  thought  blaine  would  assume  this  was  just  a  friendly  hang  out  like  any  other  time ,  but  hearing  the  word  date  come  from  his  lips , even  if  carefully  disguised  as  a  freudian  slip ,  brought  a  smile  to  his  face .  it  wasn’t  like  blaine  was  kind  of  perfect  for  him  ( except  he  totally  was ) ;  they  made  sense ,  at  least  sam  liked  to  think  so  –  just  as  he  also  liked  to  think  blaine  was  as  into  him  as  he  was . “ i’ve  been … kind  of  meaning  to  ask  you  for  a  while  but  i  didn’t  want  to  step  on  anyone’s  toes  or  anything .  i  just  want  you  to  know  that  whatever  happens ,  i’m  your  friend  first  and  that’s  never  gonna  change .”

Hearing Sam use date back?  Only made him even more thrilled that he had the stroke of guts and a loose tongue. Blaine would be lying if he said he didn’t have times where he daydreamed about the two of them doing things that meant more than friends.  Where Sam would look at him in a way he wished a boy would. Because not even Jeremiah gave him that stare that he wished he could catch someone giving him because they were just as wrapped up as he was.  Sure Sam was always happy to be with him.  Vice versa.  But…this could be a way to be more than happy?  An ear to ear smile and he nodded enthusiastically.  “Of course.  Nothing will ever change that.  Or ruin it.  Or us.  I promise.  This is…  Forget toes.  You could have asked me any time and I would’ve said yes.  You’re you..  We–we got to make plans.  I want to take you to lunch.  Or breakfast??  We could get breakfast first and grab lunch there?  Anything you want.  Let’s make a day out of it.”

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“  YEAH ? ”  and  there’s  than  unmistakable ,  beaming  smile  that  could  only  belong  to  sam  evans .  pessimism  expected  a  negative ,  but  optimism  wanted  a  positive  response ;  he  was  nothing  if  not  ecstatic  about  blaine  accepting  his  invitation .  he  hadn’t  called  it  a  date ,  maybe  he  should  clarify ,  but  he’s  far  too  thrilled  to  ruin  the  moment .  “ awesome ;  usually  i’d  say  i’ll  stop  by  at  seven  but ,  there’s  a  gaming  convention  in  columbus  this  weekend ;  the  drive  is  only  like  half  an  hour  with  some  traffic ,  so  how  about  i  pick  you  up  around  noon ? we  can  carpool  karaoke. ”

Seeing Sam’s smile and enthusiasm was infectious.  But it wasn’t the only reason Blaine felt his pulse quicken.  Because..  Sam first asked him if he was still seeing Jeremiah (Jeremiah who?) before asking him out.  Asking him out.  A s k i n g..him..o u t.  Was that an ask out?  Did that just happen?  Was he reading too much?  What if it was an ask to?  Cause those are completely different.  Ask to means friends going to said convention together.  Ask out?  That had the promise of something else.  Something huge.  Something like maybe a date.  All he could manage was a round eyed, mouth dropped; “Uhhh, yeah!  You would have had me at gaming convention but now you’re adding carool karaoke?  It’s pretty much going to be the best dayyyy-teever.”   Walking out on a limb?  A slip of the tongue?  Which one could it be?!

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there’s  a  single  moment  of  hesitation  ( he  seriously  thinks  about  grabbing  his  dalton  blazer  and  bolting  the  hell  out  of  there ) ,  but  this  was  blaine  he  was  talking  to ,  blaine  who  would  let  him  down  easy  if  he  had  to .  “  are  you  still  seeing  that  uh … was  he  a  GAP  employee ?  ‘cause  i  was  wondering  if  you  would  be  up  for  going  somewhere  with  me  this  saturday .”

The end of Sam’s question has yet to sink in as the fact that he’s had zero contact from Jeremiah comes to mind.  However he messed up?  Getting it right wasn’t possible without a call back.  He’s had a couple ideas but no real means to carry them out.  Or nerve.  “That guy?  I’m not so sure he was as into me as I thought.”  But he can be honest with Sam.  “I guess maybe it’s not—.”  Hang on.  Did Sam ask him out?  Blaine stops abruptly and meets his eyes.  His volume drops but the heat on his face rises.  Significantly.  “I–well.  I mean..  Yeah.”   Double blink.  Stumbling for words only proves he’s an idiot and he rushes to catch the chance before it goes away because his tongue refuses to cooperate.  “Yes.  Make that yes!  A surprised one but definitely…yes.”  How’d breathing get so suddenly difficult?  Cause what is air?  

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“  blaine ,  can  i  ask  you  something ? ”  not  that  he’ll  WAIT  long  enough  for  the  answer ;  its  more  rhetorical  than  anything . “ i  want  you  to  be  honest  with  me ,  okay ?”

Blaine’s attention shifted from his coffee to the blond who received a quizzical look.  As if Blaine would say no..  Sam should know he could always ask whatever he wanted.  “I’ll be honest.  I promise.  What’s on your mind?”  Knowing Sam?  There was a universe of possibilities of what he was curious about and Blaine’s small smile said he was more than interested to find out.