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[showingnuttage]

Who: showingnuttage and singslikeagirl
What: Slushie rescue mission
Where: Boys bathrooms
When: After the attempted assassintation of the Kurt/Sam duet by Finn
Episode: 2x04 "Duets"
Rating: G

Well, Sam had learnt one thing that day. That homophobia at McKinley was clearly rife. He hadn't seen anything wrong with pairing up with Kurt for the duets thing, beyond only the fact

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[singslikeagirl]

Kurt had witnessed the whole thing, and his stomach did a funny cold flippy thing in response. Maybe Finn was right? Sam's life was going to be made hell if he did a duet with Kurt. It was true, nothing had changed and Kurt was right back to Square One at school... with his life. Drawing in a small breath, he glanced behind him to see if anyone else had seen what had happened. There were a few people lingering around, but no one seemed to really care. Hell, it seemed even the novelty of a witnessing a slushie attack was getting old it just happened with such monotonous regularity now.

Hitching his bag over his shoulder, Kurt followed in the direction Sam had disappeared. He lightly stepped over the trail of slushie remnants and pushed the bathroom door open and went inside. "Some guys say that watching a Cheerios routine gets the blood pumping, but I have to disagree," he began and dropped his bag down on the floor at his feet to grab a handful of paper towels from the dispenser. "Ice does way more interesting things to the anatomy."

[showingnuttage]

Sam had to do a double-take when he suddenly found Kurt standing beside him offering more paper towels. The slushie mess was still dripping down his face, and he leant over the sink to dampened the towels. He was oddly right, though. 'Interesting' just wasn't how Sam would put it. Dripping down the front of his jeans, and it gave Sam a sensation of half like his dick would never work again, and half like he needed to pee. He just wasn't going to verbalise either to Kurt.

"So, I take it you've had experience in this sort of thing?" he mumbled, feeling annoyed and a little shaky at the attack all at the same time. He wasn't going to believe Kurt was the reason for this. It was Glee Club as a whole, full stop. If homophobia was rife in this school, Sam didn't want a bar of it.

[singslikeagirl]

Kurt merely raised his eyebrows slightly with a hint of a smirk. "You could say that," he murmured, but when Sam had turned back to the sink, he rolled his eyes at the dryers across the room. 'Experience' didn't even begin to cut it. He also wanted to tell Sam to be thankful his face wasn't meeting lockers on a regular basis, but he held his tongue. For some reason, that treatment seemed only isolated to Kurt himself right now.

"You'll need to rinse it off before it starts to dry. It has this creepy way of congealing, and you'll have no hope getting it off until you scrub your skin raw under a hot shower, and that's just asking for premature ageing." He turned the hot tap on a little so the water would run warm. "If it's any consolation, you're not the first, and you won't be the last. Not much of a consolation, granted. I'm sorry you were put in the firing line. It pisses you off, no matter how much you don't want it to..."

[showingnuttage]

"I expected it," Sam admitted with a shrug as he bend over and shoved his face under the warm running water. He swept his hands over his face to get rid of as much of the slush as he could manage even if it just still felt sticky. It would be better than nothing.

He shut off the taps and reached for some more towels to start cleaning up with the tap wouldn't reach. "It's not like I just arrived. I've been here a couple weeks now. I've heard what people say, about the whole Glee Club thing. I was going to join before, but then I saw how you guys got walked all over. I guess I got scared. It's a pain in the ass being the new kid, you know? You gotta do what you gotta do to survive."