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sam.

sam: lol dude i was joking!! i said lol!! i knew u werent hitting on me
sam: but yikes. okay. no grindr. good.
sam: if we went to a club, you’d be my gay wingman?

blaine: Oh!  Right!  Must have missed the lol part!  I mean.. 
blaine: I wouldn’t want to risk making you uncomfortable..again.  That is a trip down Memory Lane neither one of us want to repeat.  Yeah?
blaine: No grindr.  No way.  Stay away from there.
blaine: I mean..unless you want to try it?  Nothing against people who use it but.. Moving on!
blaine: I’d totally be your gay wingman.  Isn’t that what best friends are for?

sam.

sam: u sure ur not hitting on me bro? LOL
sam: but yea idk i think i do
sam: wanna see what its like, i mean
sam: but like?? it also sounds super intimidating. i mean where do i start?
sam: cuz i dont think i wanna see a bunch of strangers dicks on grindr

blaine: I swear I’m not hitting on you!
blaine: We’ve established that you didn’t, you know, see me like that.
blaine: Don’t start on grindr!!  Never start on grindr!
blaine: I’d feel awful if your first gay experience was with a guy from a quickie app?
blaine: That’s sort of the last ditch..”I need to have sex not standards” truck stop of hook ups?
blaine: Going to a club would be better..I mean at least you see them in person first?  I don’t know.  I could go with you?

sam.

sam: it’s okay man lol. i get it.
sam: and idk i guess i’ve just been like
sam: thinking about it a lot lately??
sam: thinking about guys i mean
sam: in the gay sorta way

blaine: You have been?  Oh.. Wow.  Well.
blaine: I’m sure a lot of people have thoughts like that.

blaine: I mean..  Have you thought about it in the way that you might want to see what it’s like?
blaine: I promise I’m not asking because I’m trying to talk you into it or anything!

my best friend.

sam: dude, i might not be some gay expert but if the people in your fanfic are legit narrating every thrust to whoever they’re with, you’re reading bad fanfic. c’mon. the dirty talk’s meant to be hot. smh. i know u can find better smut than that.
sam: and i’m not at ‘i regret asking’ yet. i am feelin a little awkward now tho lol. wasn’t expecting a whole ramble on bad fic.
sam: but bad writing aside, it is nice?

blaine: I find perfectly fine smut!  Thanks!  It just takes trudging through some bad ones to get there on occasion.  Back to my point!

blaine: Okay.  Sorry.  You used fanfiction as your comparison and I had to make sure to get my point across.  Sorry.  I sort of overdid it and made you feel awkward.
blaine: Yeah, Sam.  I guess it depends on the person you’re having sex with..as it does any time you have sex..but it’s actually really nice.  Obviously, I might be a little biased and I don’t have anything to compare it to but I could answer any questions you might have about it.
blaine: Sam?  Why are you curious? 

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partner in crime.

text message to: best bud
   sam: ok there’s something i wanna ask and u can’t be weird about it ok? 
  sam: what’s being with a dude like?
  sam: like idk. is it as nice as the fanfic says it is?

blaine: Okay..  I’ll try not to be weird.  Try being the key word.
blaine: Oh!  Wow!  That’s not what I was expecting.  Can I ask what has you so curious?
blaine: I mean. Yeah.  It’s pretty “nice”.  Um?  A lot of fanfics focus on dialogue I wouldn’t even think about bringing into the bedroom. I’m not sure how often you gotta talk about exactly what you’re doing.  I mean.  To each his own!  I just always thought that part was self explanatory?
blaine: I mean.  Sometimes it’s nice.  But I don’t think you need to narrate every thrust?  Sort of takes away from what you’re doing if you ask me.
blaine: Before I go on?  On a scale of ‘I genuinely want to know more’ to ‘I regret asking this with every fiber of my being’..  Where are you at?

@samevvns​ said:“i got you. it’s gonna be okay, you’re going to be okay.”

hurt meme. aka bring on the pain

     Blaine caught himself with one palm against the stage a day late and a dollar short.  With a heavy bounce and a sharp yelp–he was on his knees with his eyes squeezed shut.  A literal blinding flash of pain instantly shot from temple to temple feeling like it burned all the way through his brain once he landed.  All he could see was a burning white and stars. 

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“Sam,” he didn’t particularly like the faint whimper he heard in his voice so he tried to cover it with a laugh that managed to make his head hurt worse.  Probably should sit still? Not jar himself around with laughing like an idiot.  ‘I got you.  It’s gonna be okay, you’re going to be okay,’ his best friend was right beside him and Blaine dreaded opening his eyes but cracked them a sliver anyway. “It’s only a headache–.  Give me a minute.  I’m fine,” no he wasn’t, “I promise–.”

@samevvns said: “i fucked up, why do you not care?”

hurt meme. aka bring on the pain

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“Because everyone makes mistakes, Sam.”  Blaine leaned in against his elbows and studied the blonde closely.  The way Sam was tearing himself up wasn’t fair.  Not over something so small in the grand scheme of things.  If they were counting mistakes as a means of judging who you are as a person?  Blaine would consider himself bottom-of-the-barrel.  And it was Sam who was doing his best to build him up.  Now it was Blaine’s turn to return the favor. “You’re such a good person.  One of the best.  We’re not leaving this room until I am sure you believe it.”

broga buddy.

“Dude, I know we’re not supposed to talk about it,” he dropped his voice as his eyes shifted to make sure they were alone, “but this you-know-what idea is an awesome one,” he said, referring to the Fight Club that they had recently put together. Today was the first meeting and doing a little early morning broga to help relax before the big day was something that just seemed right. “You as hyped as I am?” 

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Considering when he told Sam about his Dalton Fight Club–Blaine was expecting to have his best friend look at him like he was insane?  When in fact–Sam immediately latched onto the idea that they should start one here at McKinley?  The half jokes that they tossed around became serious conversations and suddenly–it was really happening.  Some warm up broga was a great way to put any anxiety that the McKinley boys might not have a full idea of what they were getting into to rest.  They could always back out.  Sort of.  Sam’s voice drew his attention and he peeked over with a relaxed smile.  “No, we’re not supposed to but–?  Yeah.  I am.  Are you sure you really want to do this?  I mean–.  Today?  We all fight.”

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Blaine and Sam wearing each other’s clothes.   @samevvns

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Oh no way was he going back to that party looking like this!  This was a stupid dare anyway! Switch clothes with Sam?  Come on!  He was swimming in fabric from head to toe.  No matter how many times or how hard he pulled the cuffs of Sam’s pants to tighten them around his ankles–he ended up with inches of curled fabric bulging above them.  The sleeves of Sam’s shirt were pushed up to his forearms and he swore he looked like a modern day pirates costume without the ruffles.  And now his hair was a loose mess that he was busy taming down when he really needed a sink to get some style back.  Sure–he was a little drunk but that didn’t do much to give him the stupidity or the nerve to walk out into a room full of people looking like a fool either!  “I’m not going out there,” and if they didn’t they’d be facing a world of crap from their friends too.

Sighing like the weight of the world was on his shoulders–Blaine took a few steps back from the mirror he was dumb enough to stand in front of and called out to Sam who was getting ready–no pun intended cause why would there be–in the closet.  What?  No pun intended!  “Okay! To save us the grief.. I’ll do it if you do it but you are so wearing the bowtie, too.  Both of us need to look as goofy as each other!  Or I’m backing out!”

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sam.

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TEXT MESSAGE TO: BLAINE
  sam: hey you awake?
  sam: i can’t sleep and i feel like my brain’s gonna melt out thru my ears
  sam: can you come read fanfic to me again?
  sam: i don’t mind if it’s the dude-on-dude stuff

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( mssg » partner in crime | sent ) Yeah. I’m awake.  The real question is: why are you awake?

( mssg » partner in crime | sent ) You okay?  Why’s your brain melting?
( mssg » partner in crime | sent ) Aw. Sam.  All you have to do is ask. I’ll grab the laptop and be on my way.  

Give me like thirty minutes and I’ll be there.
( mssg » partner in crime | sent ) I’ll try to leave out the dude-on-dude stuff but like I said last time?  Those are the best ones.  😛