Who: Blaine Anderson & Sam Evans When: 09/30/15 (backdated) Where: football field What: talking about feelings Warnings: TBD but most likely none
Blaine paced the pathway in front of the football field nervously. He was supposed to go meet Sam. Blaine ran his hand through his curls, messing them up further, but they looked so hot today, just enough gel to keep them from getting frizzy, and sexily tousled. Blaine took so much less time getting ready for school now. It was much easier. Plus, Sam liked it. Blaine wanted to ask him if they were boyfriends now, and he was nervous about it. Blaine didn't know what he was going to say, either, and that was making him even more nervous.
"You can do this, Blaine." He told himself, trying to psych himself up. Blaine bounced on the balls of his feet, counting to ten, and then fifteen. "Okay, stop being chicken! He's your best friend, you can talk to him!" Blaine told himself. He started across the field then, adjusting his bookbag on his shoulder.
That's when he saw Sam, and his stomach filled with butterflies. Blaine licked his lips. Maybe he should just kiss him. He didn't want to be seen as predatory, but those lips... he had been dreaming about kissing them for so long now. Blaine headed across the grass, and approached Sam. "Hi, Sammy." He said, his hazel eyes focused on those incredible lips, licking his own.