Ficlet; Someday...
Title: Someday?
Author: Kaellite
Rating: R
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Sam Evans, Sam Evans Kurt/Sam
Genre: Slash, no smut
Spoilers: For ep 1, Season 2
Word Count: 424
Disclaimer: Not mine
Summary: Glee’s not worth coming out for…
A/N..just a little ficlet (is that an oxymoron?) inspired by last nights ep and what I hope is going on in Sam’s mind.
“Evan’s popped a boner!”
“Fag!”
He’d been lucky. Scrawny and runty, he’d could have gotten beat up. Instead he just felt humiliated. It wasn’t like he’d intended it, he’d just never had to shower or change in front of other guys. not till junior high school. And he knew better than to talk to his parents about it. They felt bad enough every time they had to move because of his Mom’s job.
So, keeping quiet was the way to go. And they’d move again soon.
They did, and by that time he’d actually figured out what ‘fag’ meant, and it was only three quarters right, because he got hard for guys, some guys, but also a few girls. It didn’t matter though, because he’d grown more than a few inches, and found that if he focused on learning the plays, rerunning them in his mind he could tune out the guys, he was safe.
It didn’t matter that he didn’t date and when he did that he never went past first base. It got him the rep of a gentleman, and he was, but also..
Well the guy he'd been hot for was straight as could be, even if he liked theatre and stuff. So why bother.
And now, here in Lima..there’s that kid with the perfect hair. The one who sang and dance on the patio like he was in his own world and it didn’t matter what anyone thought. They’ve walked by each other at least a dozen times and he’s never even looked at Sam, even though he’s heard that the kid is out and proud.
Yeah, he could probably get some, or more likely with the shaved head kid, give some, but he’s not worth the risk. If he’s going to get called ‘gay’, it’s going to be for someone worth the pain. It’d be nice to be that brave but he hasn’t lived here all his life and he’s just not, not yet…
Someday, if someone like that Hummel kid…Shit, he even rocks fingerless gloves, and those would feel so good on Sam’s dick, that pretty mouth under him, that hair messed up for a different reason than dancing…but it’s never going to happen, not if the rumors are true and he’s got a thing or had a thing for the QB.
“But I’m the Quarterback now.” The thought comes unbidden, along with hope, and he squashes both down. We could be friends though, if I got to know him and his friends, maybe we could be more….
Maybe someday…