Hide and Seek

“I’m so glad you guys showed up,” Sam said to Puck and Mike as they piled into the Glee classroom after auditioning in the auditorium. Blaine hung his hand loosely on Sam’s arm trying to pick out the new voices he heard.

Puck raised his eyebrows and smirked, “I just wanted to show off my badass guitar skills and dreamy voice. Instant panty dropper!” Sam laughed and shook his head.

“No, we wanted to join but you know, with football and all,” Mike said setting in his chair with the others, “but Finn told us we could join”.

Sam looked over at Mike shocked, “Really? Why?” Sam asked confused. Finn used to get angry whenever he heard the words ‘Glee’ and ‘Club’ together, in fact he yelled at Mike and Puck when they brought it up the other week. Sam didn’t understand; Finn, of all people, let his best team players join a club that involves singing and dancing that sometimes occurred at the same time.

Puck looked away from Sam and stared at the door when Mr. Shuester entered the classroom, “I don’t know, dude.” The chatter around them became quiet as all of the students heads followed the teacher.

Mr. Shuester stood in the middle of the room silent soaking in the student’s anxious glares. He then clapped his hands together, “Welcome to Glee Club!” he laughed.

“Really?”

“Wow”

“I knew it!”

Shouts and laughter filled the classroom. After a minute of celebrating with high-five’s, fist bumps, and dancing in place, Mr. Shue yelled, “Hey, listen up!” The students looked at him smiling. “Though everyone who auditioned got in, we still need more recruiters. So try to get your friends to come to our practices on Tuesday and Thursdays. Have a great weekend everyone, you’re dismissed!” He gestured towards the door with a bright smile eyeing the students thinking of how lucky he was to have such a diverse group of unique talented voices.

Sam, Blaine, and Kurt walked next to each other on their way home on a chilly November afternoon; one month after they all made Glee Club. The three were always together during Glee Club except for the days when Mercades, Tina, Kurt, and his new friend Rachel had sleepovers. When Mercades and Tina apologized to Kurt after the audition, they put what happened behind them and went back to being best friends. Kurt had to admit, he did missed his diva side-kicks and adding the very talkative and fashion distressed Rachel Berry in the group was actually fun. They all talked about everything Barbara Streisand and boy related at the ‘All-Girl plus Kurt’ sleepovers.

Sam busted out into laughter, “My God, one time Blaine and I were playing hide-and-seek in his bedroom when we were like…what, 5, 6?” He looked at Blaine at his side for conformation; Blaine smiled at the memory and nodded staring forward as usual, “Anyways, we had beans for dinner before we played. I was hiding under the bed and Blaine was seeking.” Sam turned red threw his head back laughing. He tried to control himself but instead, he bumped into Blaine trying to speak through his chuckles, “Blaine finish story, please!” Sam wiped his eyes and smiled at Blaine.

“Alright, so I was, you know, touching the walls and trying to listen to Sam’s movements or something. When I tried looking for Sam under the bed, he farted right in my face!” Blaine couldn’t keep a straight face, “Not only did you lose hide-and-seek to a blind kid; I swear you must have shit your pants. That was awful!” Blaine joked. Sam laughed again not realizing his house was coming up. Kurt rolled his eyes to the story but laughed with them, they were such…boys.

“Do you guys want to come over to do homework?” Blaine said squeezing Sam’s arm.

“Yeah,” Sam smiled then looked at Kurt;

“Sure,” Kurt laughed adjusting the strap of his satchel on his shoulder. Blaine blushed leading them to his home. Kurt took Blaine’s keys, unlocked the door and stepped inside after Sam and Blaine. Kurt looked around the small home with railings on every wall, and followed. Blaine let go of Sam’s arm and held the railing while stepping up the stairs. When they reached Blaine’s bedroom, they all threw their bags on the ground, sat on the floor and began digging into their bags pulling out books and notes.

Blaine silently pulled out his books in Braille and his Braille pressed notes. “Sam, could you grab my typewriter?” Sam looked at Blaine’s desk, grabbed the bulky writer and set it front of him. “Thanks,” he mumbled. Kurt watched them and could tell that they really were best friends; comfortable around each other and Sam seemed to care for Blaine, helping him out with the things that Blaine can’t see. Sam would never get annoyed from having Blaine resting on his arm everywhere they went and seemed to put his best friend before anything else, patient and understanding. Kurt smiled, and then thought of Mercades, Tina, and Rachel. He knew that he wasn’t friends with them since they were toddlers but he still was wondering why they didn’t treat Kurt quite like Sam treated Blaine. Well, maybe because I’m not blind, Kurt thought tearing his head away from his notes to stare at Blaine. He watched Blaine typing with one hand and the other hand tracing over the lined dots pressed into the paper. He wondered what it was like to not see. Not to ever see your parents, to be lost, to follow everyone’s voice or movement and still not be entirely sure of what’s around you. No wonder Blaine such a mystery. His life would always be a struggle. Blaine’s passion was to be a musician but how could he make a crowd go wild when he stumbles onto stage gripping someone’s arm? Kurt frowned at the thought and noticed Sam glancing at Kurt and shifting awkwardly. Kurt pulled his gaze from Blaine blushing faintly and returned to studying his notes.

Sam looked up at Kurt sadly after he noticed him staring at Blaine. Sam tried to push out what he was feeling, Kurt probably has a girlfriend, Sam thought. Sam looked back at his book just to have an excuse to stare at something. The words seemed to blur together as Sam thought of how Kurt’s voice sounded. He listened to him sing at during class, and was absolutely shocked. He had never heard such a moving beautiful voice. The notes poured perfectly out of Kurt’s mouth and chimed around the room. Sam remembered the way Kurt looked this one month before; innocent and broken from the terrifying accouter. He was so gentle and soft when they embraced. Sam looked at his arms that were tightly crossed in his chest from the thought. Sam sighed and relaxed his arms to his side, stood up and left the room.

Blaine heard him leave then took his Braille typewriter off of his lap and scooted closer to Kurt. “Hey, Kurt?” Blaine said then grew impatient waiting for his voice to respond after another moment of silence.

“Yes?” Kurt turned his head to Blaine who leaned in an awkward position attempting to attract Kurt.

Blaine rested on his hands on the carpet and lowered his voice, “Do you have girlfriend?” Blaine wiggled his eyebrows. Kurt laughed at how strange Blaine was acting and the question he asked. Kurt thought he made it obvious but apparently not. He smiled then cleared his throat trying to decide how he should tell him without scaring him off.

“Well, no, I’m actually gay.”

Blaine’s jaw clenched shut trying to keep him from smiling but caved, “Me too,” Blaine giggled resting his head on Kurt’s shoulder.

Kurt’s heart beat a little faster when Blaine’s head fell on his shoulder. Kurt was surprised by Blaine’s confession and became nervous in the situation. He did like Blaine, though. Kurt was fascinated with the way Blaine thought of the world. The two spent time afterschool discussing about society and what being ‘normal’ actually was. Kurt knew that their friendship was changing once Blaine rubbed circles with his hands on Kurt’s back. He realized after a couple of moments of his stomach churning that he wanted this. He let go of his pencil slowly and hesitantly brushed his left hand on the back of Blaine’s neck stroking with his thumb lightly. Blaine hummed into Kurt’s shoulder and closed his eyes and relaxed gripping Kurt at the waist while Kurt rested his head on top of the other boy’s head. The door opened with a creak as Sam shuffled in stopping immediately once he saw Kurt and Blaine cuddling. Kurt lifted his head to smile at Sam. “W-what happened?” he croaked trying not to look at Kurt.

Blaine didn’t move, almost as if he never heard Sam walk in. Kurt didn’t know how to say it but just blurted it out without really thinking, “Well, I told him that I’m gay, and he told me that he is too”. Sam blinked in confusion trying to take in the new information.

To him, good news, Kurt’s gay, bad news, he’s attracted to Blaine. When the hell did Blaine decide all of a sudden to become gay? It didn’t make any since. He’s had girlfriends in the past, why did he have to take the one thing Sam really liked in this new school? Sam stood there staring at the ground. “Sam?” Silence. Kurt tilted his head away from Blaine giving him a questioning look, “Sam?” Sam shifted a little backing towards the door. “Don’t leave, Sam,” Kurt said apologetically though he really didn’t know what was going on. Sam then strode out of the door, leaving still not looking at Kurt. Blaine nuzzled his nose into Kurt’s neck and Kurt felt Blaine smile softly into his skin. Breaking away from what just happened with Sam; Kurt’s heart beat painfully against his chest when he saw Blaine curled up onto him.

Kurt slid his hands from the back of Blaine’s neck to cup his face in his hands and stare into his lifeless eyes wanting to feel more warmth. He leaned in and pressed his lips into his gently. Blaine sighed into the kiss lifting his hands to the back of Kurt’s head and sliding his lips into his lining up perfectly. Blaine didn’t need eyes to know how he felt about Kurt was real, maybe not love quite yet but he had definite feelings for Kurt. Blaine pushed the back of Kurt’s head closer deepening the kiss for the last few seconds until Kurt pulled away licking his lips and blushing violently. He brushed Blaine’s curls from his forehead and sighed. “I’m sorry, Blaine, I-I’ve got to go.” Kurt backed away from Blaine and shoved his belongings into his satchel while Blaine followed the sound of Kurt moving with his head and frowned.

After Kurt left, Blaine dragged his hands through the carpeted floor searching for his iPod. His hands slipped into a soft balled up jacket next to his iPod. He carried the objects in his lap and laid his back on the floor placing the ear buds into his ears, and wrapped the fabric in his hands close to his chest letting the music fill his ears. Blaine stroked the soft linen before pushing it to his nose and taking in the faint smell of Kurt’s cologne and the hidden scent of Kurt’s pear and cucumber shampoo.

Blaine closed his eyes completely lost in thoughts of Kurt. He loved the way Kurt talked about his passions with music and fashion when they sat together in Glee Club. The way Kurt was so warm and bright, and that voice, that voice set Blaine into dizziness. Whenever Kurt laughed, Blaine felt that Kurt was the only one in the room and that nothing else was important. Kurt’s lips were so soft and were the most delicious thing Blaine has ever tasted. He licked his lips hoping that the taste would never go away. But wondered why Kurt left in such a rush, they both enjoyed the kiss, right?

Kurt ran down the stairs and out the door in flash until he walked outside in the drizzling rain. Kurt saw Sam in the front yard with arms above his head facing away from the porch. Kurt slowed down then walked over to Sam squeezing tightly to the strap of his satchel. “Sam,” Kurt said sternly. Sam turned to look at Kurt and crossed his arms into his chest trying to look ‘put together’ when he really couldn’t hide his red puffy eyes.

“What do want?” Sam sobbed loudly through the sound of rain hitting the ground harder.

Kurt tilted his head, “What do you mean ‘what do I want’, you tell me,” Sam took a step closer to Kurt and nervously looked around him. They stood staring at each other as the rain started to pelt down at them. Their hair started to stick to their foreheads as Sam stared at Kurt sadly while Kurt stared at him with frustration and confusion.

“What do you want with Blaine?” Sam asked almost too quiet for Kurt to understand what he said. Kurt raised his eyebrows at Sam. He didn’t know what to say, yes, he kissed Blaine and wanted to be with him but was scared. He didn’t want to hurt Blaine and he didn’t want Blaine to hurt him. He was also scared that he was moving in the wrong direction or going too fast.

“I don’t know yet,” Kurt said staring at Sam’s flushed cheeks and broken expression, “Why do you care?” he asked bluntly. Sam started to sob. He couldn’t do it. He couldn’t come out. Not after what happened at his old school. Sam stared at the ground for a moment then shot his head up to look back at Kurt.

Kurt’s clothes stuck to his skin from the rain and defined his slender physique. Sam scanned Kurt up and down before slumping over mumbling, “I need to get m-my things,” heading towards the house leaving Kurt drenched with more confused than ever. Kurt squinted through the pouring rain walking home. Kurt liked Blaine, he did, his heart started to throb at the thought of Blaine, maybe this relationship is good for him. Maybe Blaine was trying to replace Sam with Kurt for a change. Was that why Sam was upset? Because Kurt was going to take away Blaine from Sam? No wonder Sam looked at him uncomfortably, because Sam was probably thinking that he was losing his best friend. It was going a bit too far to cry about your best friend but it seemed to make the most sense. Yeah, Kurt thought, that’s probably it. Kurt smiled faintly reaching his home; he was going to fix this.