Fic: The Epic True Impending Love Story of Fishlips and Ladyface (Part Forty-Four)
In Which Sam Finally Gets What He Wants
Kurt led Sam to the astronomy room. He stopped in the doorway, smiling faintly, remembering his conversation with Blaine there a few days before.
“…Sam?” He turned his attention to the other boy, now sitting on a nearby desk. God he was beautiful.
He moved over slowly, kneeling in front of Kurt. “Please don’t cry, Kurt.” Sam stroked his hands softly.
Kurt sniffled again. “I just…I really liked him. He told me there was someone else.”
Sam’s stomach dropped, wanting nothing more than to bury his fist in Blaine’s face. He calmed himself down remembering all that Blaine had done for him and that he was actually the other person in their relationship (and Blaine’s boyfriend Jeff, of course, but he had allowed Blaine to go through with his devious plan to make Sam finally make his move).
“I’m sure it wasn’t like that…anyone would be lucky to have you, Kurt.” Sam stood up and looped his arms around the brunette’s torso. He was expecting him to cling back, maybe cry on his shoulder.
What he didn’t expect was the hand pulling his head down and the soft lips under his. Sam melted, wrapping his arms tighter around the other boy before reality hit.
He pulled back as if electrified. “Kurt…wha-?”
Kurt tried to pull away, not looking Sam in the face, but Sam held firm. “Kurt? What was that?” His hand unconsciously stroked through Kurt’s hair as he waited for an answer. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest and his mind racing. What if he just wasn’t over Blaine? What if it was Blaine’s dark curls he saw instead of his own long blond hair? He braced himself for the worst.
“Kurt…you just broke up with Blaine. I just don’t understand…”
Kurt looked away. “You know…he asked me after we kissed if I had feelings for you.” Sam’s eyes widened at that, calming himself down for the inevitable letdown. “I said no.” The blow to his gut, while not unexpected, was harder than he thought it would be. “I don’t think he believed me.”
Sam stroked Kurt’s back, reminding himself that he was meant to be comforting Kurt, even if it felt like his heart was breaking inside. The boy that he loved was in love with someone else and completely destroyed by the fact that the person he loved didn’t want him back.
Kurt was so quiet, Sam hardly heard him. “I don’t think I believed me either.”
Sam’s hand froze on Kurt’s back. “O-oh?”
“I…I really liked Blaine, but…” Kurt kept his eyes trained on the wall. “I really like you, Sam.”
Sam pulled away far enough to look into Kurt’s eyes. “I like you too.”
The smile that appeared on Kurt’s face outshone the sun. “Yeah?”
Sam smiled back at him and leaned their foreheads together. “Yeah.”
Kurt let out a short pleased laugh before closing the difference between them and kissing Sam softly. Sam looped an arm around Kurt’s waist and lost himself in the taste of the other boy’s mouth before pulling away, a thought suddenly occurring to him. “…shouldn’t we worry about being caught?”
He was surprised when Kurt responded with a laugh. “No. We don’t actually have an astronomy class.”
Sam frowned minutely. He was looking forward to taking that class if he could fit it in his schedule. But then again it answered some lingering questions he had about why this room was always used when one needed privacy at school. “Then why is there an astronomy classroom?”
Kurt shrugged. “It’s McKinley. When do things ever make sense around here?”
Sam had to concede that he had a point.
Kurt took Sam’s hand and looked down nervously. “Do I have to worry about you breaking my heart like he did?”
Sam’s chest throbbed at those words. “Never.”
The brunette smiled up at him. “Good.”
“Actually…” Sam couldn’t let Blaine be the bad guy here. He was his best friend after all and only looking out for his best interests. “I think that you and Blaine could be good friends.”
Kurt seemed doubtful. “After that?”
Sam winced. “Maybe give it time? He’s…I think he’s a good guy. Or he’s trying to be. He doesn’t always succeed, but he does try.”
Kurt nodded thoughtfully, eyes focused on Sam’s lips. “Do you really want to talk about Blaine right now?”
He certainly was good at getting back to the topic at hand, Sam mused. He shook his head and moved back in for a kiss, Kurt’s arms linking together around his neck.
“I want to take you out, Kurt.”
He hummed against Sam’s lips. “That sounds nice.”
“Somewhere fancy. Somewhere you deserve. Show you off to everybody.”
Kurt laughed delightedly, pulling away but keeping his arms around Sam. “You don’t have to do that.”
“Yeah, but I want to. You’re special and you deserve to be treated as such.”
Kurt sighed dreamily, smiling at Sam. “I think this will work out just fine, Mr. Evans.”
And for the first time since he transferred to McKinley High School, Sam thought it just might as well.
-The End-
A/N: This is for anyone who endured the long hard (...innuendo like what?) wait for the end of this story. I'm so sorry that you ever had to wait that long and I hope you enjoy it (and also for the terrible formatting of the last few chapters, I will be trying to fix that, but it's not working). This is for anyone for reviewed or read. This is for anyone that told their friends to go read this story. This is for David who is awesome for commenting on every single chapter over here and waiting for it to be done. And this is for my JT who judged me until I finished it. Thanks for the adventure, guys. You made it worthwhile. :) <3