A/N: more Samchel to come
Warning: Basically, if you've seen every ep then fantastic! I'm not ruining anything for you. ;) If you haven't... still probably not ruining much for you... Not that's it's OOC or anything... it's just random.
Author Note: Quite a lot of dialogue in this, but like... it's snappy and there wasn't much to describe... It's supposed to be funny... Laugh. Ha. Ha-ha. Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha. :\
Disclaimer: If I owned Glee, Chord Overstreet would currently be occupying the apartment across from my bedroom window.
General Warning: To fully appreciate this story, you need a really dirty mind... So like, set your brains onto filth.
Kurt and Mercedes were trying to be as quiet as they could as they wandered up the stairs towards Rachel's room the night of her Say Goodbye to Rachel's Childhood home party. They noticed that Sam and Rachel had disappeared. It's late in the evening, Or should they say early morning?
It was almost two am, and they decided to give Rachel some privacy (because the sound proof walls were amazing but sometimes the Diva would prefer to occupy the living room without any interference).
As always, the two divas ascended the staircase listening out for the soft breathing of their fellow Diva-in-Charge, or even the quiet taping of her computer. Occasionally the light would be streaming through the crack under the door with soft breaths, indicating that she fell asleep whilst reading.
Tonight they heard soft music playing and quiet mutterings. Kurt frowned at Mercedes who merely shrugged back. The two tiptoed quietly to the front of their Rachel's room, the white door with a golden star on it. The door was slightly ajar, not enough for them to see anything, but just enough to hear the conversation without the soundproof walls ruining their hearing.
A male voice said. "This is like, so good."
"I full heartedly agree with you there, Samuel"
"You do realise, right, that you're the only one with permission to call me that after my mom. I mean, even my sister calls me Sam, although I let her call me Samuel. She just does it cause I explained to her it was kickass and it's on my jersey."
"Yes, I fully understand I am one of the few who have the privilege to use your first name Samuel."
"Okay. Just so you know."
Rachel chuckled and with what sounded like an occupied mouth she replied, "Wow, imagine if everyone found us doing this."
"What, would they like freak or something?"
"Probably."
"Why? There's nothing wrong with it."
"Does your mother know you do this Sam?"
"Hells yeah." Now this Sam, boy sounded like he had a full mouth. "I mean, she does it too, I guess. Just not when Stacie, Stevie or myself are around. Plus I am an adult now beautiful."
Rachel laughed, "That's kind of funny in a completely ridiculous way. You know, I've never done this before."
"What? Are you serious Rachie?"
"Deadly."
"I cannot believe that."
"I'm very sure there are a lot of things in this world, Sam that you have not done as of yet."
"I'd like you to find one thing." he said, his voice awfully seductive. Kurt's eyes widened in horror and he went to barge in, but Mercedes grabbed his shoulder and shook her head.
