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OF  COURSE  HE  DOESN’T  CARE  WHO  SEES  THEM ;  it didn’t even come down to a label  ( it was the only thing that mattered in mckinley ) .  blaine was his best friend and ultimately that was the only thing that mattered to him . sam hugs him tightly ,  squeezes him ,  cheek against cheek .  there’s something weirdly intimate about it and even though sam recognizes the undertone to a simple friendly hug between them ,  he doesn’t pull away .

“  you’re  my  best  friend ,  of  course i know when you’re down in the dumps …”  he laughs ,  pulling back and keeping his hands on blaine’s shoulders .  “ do you wanna talk about it  or maybe hang out tonight ?  y’know ,  cheer you up .  there’s a horror movie marathon at the drive in and we could get some pizza on the way … maybe some fries … and a milkshake too .”

“You’re amazing.  You know?” His words were soft.  Barely above a breath and he had no idea if Sam heard.  No matter.  They were a confession brought on by a rambling mind blurting out the last bits of what came across his thoughts.  Blaine wouldn’t be the first one to pull back if the world depended on it.  Wild horses couldn’t drag him away.  Isn’t the saying?  Far as he was concerened?  This was the best thing that’s happened to him all week.  Just one moment where he could hug Sam incredibly tight and keep him there.  Feel this kind of connection that was a promise in and of itself.  I got you and I got you, too.  

Blained turned his head and tucked the bridge of his nose against Sam’s collar.  Best friend.  Sam had a way of saying that, that you could tell he meant it.  It wasn’t something you say to every friend like a lot of people do.  And it meant the world to him.  Hazel eyes met Sam’s as their corners pinched together with his ear to ear smile.  “You’re mine, too.”  Talk.  He cringed and shook his head but quickly perked at the mention of drive in a horror marathon.  “Yes!  Yes!  Let’s go!  I’ll fill the car up with blankets.  Get all the junk food we want and make a night out of it.  That’s perfect, actually.”  His hand gripped Sam’s forearms as he jerked both eyebrows up.  “Have I told you lately how much I appreciate you?  For everything.  I’d be lost without you.”  One more squeeze and he let one hand fall but the other remained in place.  “I mean it.”