Wrote a tiny lil Blam fic inspired by a conversation me and @judasisgayriot had earlier. Just a cute little getting together ficlet while I work on bigger more angsty stuff 😅 Enjoy!
"Dude," Sam says, approaching Blaine at his locker. "Come here, I've got something to tell you!"
Blaine furrows his brow. "What's up?"
Sam shakes his head. "No, dude, it's... it's kind of a secret. I need you to come closer."
"Okaaay," says Blaine, leaning in, trying not to think about how close those lips were, how easy it would be to just turn slightly and kiss him. Don't think about it, Blaine, he thinks to himself. He's just going to whisper in your ear.
Then Sam turns his head, pressing his lips half to Blaine's cheek and half to his lips. Blaine's brain short circuits. He barely registers Sam looking at him very seriously for a second, before he breaks into a smile, then turns away with a whoop, launching himself down the corridor giggling, attempting to jump and spin at the same time and almost knocking over Puckerman's brother.
"Dude, leave the dancing to me huh?" Jake says, and Blaine burbles out a laugh, unable to do anything else. He glances around and sees Tina across the hallway, looking at him, the shock in her eyes mirroring his own.
And then he's sprinting down the corridor to catch up with Sam.
