“so … i totally wanna give you a hug right now , not only for helping me out but because it looks like you really need one . correct me if i’m wrong dude , but i hate seeing you bummed out . c’mere .” sam’s arms spread in offering , ignoring the crowd of students that walk beside them and the sound of the bell signaling the start of next period . he wasn’t moving until blaine returned the hug anyway ( even if it meant being late for spanish ) .
Blaine couldn’t help tucking his chin towards his collar and smiling at Sam’s sudden need to hug him. Even if he felt his cheeks grow a little hotter than he might’ve liked them to? Blaine’s heart about leapt out of his chest and floated away at the offer. Having Sam not care about who might see them? Or the ringing bell? Made it even more sweet and kind. AKA: The definition of Sam Evans. He wouldn’t deny him even if he could. “Yeah, okay..,” he smiled one more time. So much gratitude for such a simple gesture.
He stepped into Sam’s awaiting arms and wrapped his own up underneath so he could sling them around his shoulders and pull him in Long fingers pressed their tips into soft flannel. Maybe a little too tight. “How’d you guess? Anyway. I’m glad you did. Thank you.”
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