Operation: Break up Kurt and the Hobbit (or, How Finn and Puck are Terrible Matchmakers) (3/5)
Friday afternoon finds Kurt in front of his vanity, an array of products in front of him. His bathrobe is pulled tight around his body not because of Finn and Puck lounging on his bed and discussing which girls will wear the sluttiest prom dresses, but because of Sam. He’s perched on a chair right outside of Kurt’s bathroom, only about three feet away from Kurt himself.
It’s not like Kurt has a crush on Sam. They’re friends- good friends, even. Kurt has been inside Sam’s family’s motel room plenty of times with less space in between them than now. And even though Kurt still has an incredibly strong suspicion that Sam is much less than straight, he has yet to prove his theory but it doesn’t matter, because Kurt has a boyfriend (for now, his mind corrects) and he doesn’t like Sam like that anyway.
Kurt is used to spending time in close proximity to Sam; he is not, however, used to being (almost) completely naked while in said close proximity.
He is truly comfortable around Sam, though. Even without his doubts of Sam’s heterosexuality, Sam is a really amazing person to be around. Kurt finds himself able to let go and be himself around Sam that he has never been able to do with Blaine. With Blaine, the constant need to impress takes over and he finds himself not trying so hard. Sam, however, seems to enjoy the side of Kurt that Blaine seems to stifle.
Kurt hadn’t been comparing Sam and Blaine in his head for very long- only since his talk with Puck and Finn- but now that he had started he can’t seem to stop.
“Hey, Kurt,” Sam’s voice rings out. Kurt jumps. “Sorry,” Sam smiles shyly. Kurt shakes his head and tells Sam to continue. “Anyway, I wanted to know if tonight, at prom, if you would…”
His voice trails off and his cheeks redden. Finn and Puck have stopped talking and are staring at Sam with identical grins on their faces.
“I wanted to know if you would save a dance for me.”
Sam lets out a long breath and looks everywhere but Kurt’s eyes. Kurt can’t hear anything apart from the blood roaring in his ears. He suddenly wishes that Finn and Puck were anywhere but here, imposing on this moment.
“You want to dance with me?” His voice comes out higher pitched than normal and he knows he’s blushing down to his toes, but Sam seems to be as well so he thinks that maybe it’s okay.
“I mean, I know you have a boyfriend and that he’ll want to dance with you, too,” Sam said. He squeezes his eyes tight, fear gripping him. His stomach is in knots and his tongue feels dry but he has been planning this moment for days. He looks up quickly and meets Kurt’s eyes steadily. “I’ll dance with girls- I have two girls as dates, so that’s a given- but I’m doing that for them. I just… It’s my prom too and I want to dance with a boy.”
Kurt’s mouth flaps like a fish on dry land. Sam pushes on.
“I’m not out right now, but it’s coming soon. Not by tonight though, and I can’t,” he pauses for a moment, “No, I won’t look back on my prom twenty years from now and regret not dancing with the one person I really wanted to dance with, just because the school I go to is full of homophobes.”
Puck and Finn, even though they already know Sam’s sexuality, sit shell-shocked on Kurt’s bed. Kurt stares at Sam and says quietly, “So you do dye your hair.”
Sam exhales. He laughs a little before replying, “It’s lemon juice, actually.”
Kurt shakes his head and smiles brightly at Sam.
Sam takes that as a yes.
Part 4
It’s not like Kurt has a crush on Sam. They’re friends- good friends, even. Kurt has been inside Sam’s family’s motel room plenty of times with less space in between them than now. And even though Kurt still has an incredibly strong suspicion that Sam is much less than straight, he has yet to prove his theory but it doesn’t matter, because Kurt has a boyfriend (for now, his mind corrects) and he doesn’t like Sam like that anyway.
Kurt is used to spending time in close proximity to Sam; he is not, however, used to being (almost) completely naked while in said close proximity.
He is truly comfortable around Sam, though. Even without his doubts of Sam’s heterosexuality, Sam is a really amazing person to be around. Kurt finds himself able to let go and be himself around Sam that he has never been able to do with Blaine. With Blaine, the constant need to impress takes over and he finds himself not trying so hard. Sam, however, seems to enjoy the side of Kurt that Blaine seems to stifle.
Kurt hadn’t been comparing Sam and Blaine in his head for very long- only since his talk with Puck and Finn- but now that he had started he can’t seem to stop.
“Hey, Kurt,” Sam’s voice rings out. Kurt jumps. “Sorry,” Sam smiles shyly. Kurt shakes his head and tells Sam to continue. “Anyway, I wanted to know if tonight, at prom, if you would…”
His voice trails off and his cheeks redden. Finn and Puck have stopped talking and are staring at Sam with identical grins on their faces.
“I wanted to know if you would save a dance for me.”
Sam lets out a long breath and looks everywhere but Kurt’s eyes. Kurt can’t hear anything apart from the blood roaring in his ears. He suddenly wishes that Finn and Puck were anywhere but here, imposing on this moment.
“You want to dance with me?” His voice comes out higher pitched than normal and he knows he’s blushing down to his toes, but Sam seems to be as well so he thinks that maybe it’s okay.
“I mean, I know you have a boyfriend and that he’ll want to dance with you, too,” Sam said. He squeezes his eyes tight, fear gripping him. His stomach is in knots and his tongue feels dry but he has been planning this moment for days. He looks up quickly and meets Kurt’s eyes steadily. “I’ll dance with girls- I have two girls as dates, so that’s a given- but I’m doing that for them. I just… It’s my prom too and I want to dance with a boy.”
Kurt’s mouth flaps like a fish on dry land. Sam pushes on.
“I’m not out right now, but it’s coming soon. Not by tonight though, and I can’t,” he pauses for a moment, “No, I won’t look back on my prom twenty years from now and regret not dancing with the one person I really wanted to dance with, just because the school I go to is full of homophobes.”
Puck and Finn, even though they already know Sam’s sexuality, sit shell-shocked on Kurt’s bed. Kurt stares at Sam and says quietly, “So you do dye your hair.”
Sam exhales. He laughs a little before replying, “It’s lemon juice, actually.”
Kurt shakes his head and smiles brightly at Sam.
Sam takes that as a yes.
Part 4