Kurt was into performing. Poppy was into sport.
Growing up, it had always been as simple as that for Kurt Hummel's younger sister, and boarding school in England had set her up to be a professional soccer player. Then her foot was crushed by a drun...
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Chapter Forty-Six - Wannabe
"The bromance between you and Sam is so intoxicating right now I think he's replacing me," I joked as I sat down with Blaine at the Lima Bean on our usual table. Sam had joined us in the queue to get a takeaway coffee, and the two of them had been chattering away like two long lost brothers. I didn't mind, in fact, I loved their friendship, even if I knew Blaine had a little thing for him. It wasn't serious and I didn't feel threatened, as I knew Blaine loved me at the end of the day, though he had a little soft spot for Sam and it was quite adorable.
"I do not blame you for coming to coffee with that guy rather than me, I would have chosen him over me any day," Blaine teased, somewhat in awe.
"You hadn't asked me yet!" I responded, slapping him playfully, "And as blonde and gorgeous as he is, you're so much more my type."
"And likewise you, but, he is gorgeous," Blaine nodded as we both agreed, one of the main perks about both of us being bi was being able to talk about literally any person we found attractive and being able to discuss, as well as both of us coming to a decision.
"If we ever get married, I don't think we should until they start legalising gay marriage in more states," I began, feeling very strongly about the issue, "Like, I can't marry someone when my own brother can't, that's so unfair."
"I mean, you're the only girl I'd ever marry so anyone else, gay marriage would have to be legal," Blaine agreed, "and I agree, completely."
"That's good," I smiled, "because if you were ever gonna do a Finchel and propose I would want marriage to be allowed everywhere for everyone."
"Going back to Sam though," Blaine said, changing the subject, "I need some advice on something." I nodded before he continued, "So, you know how I've been walking through the cafeteria as it's quicker to get to my car from the Boys Locker room after Cheerios practise? Well, I spotted Sam in there the other day, stealing pasta."
"Oh," I sighed, Sam hadn't told me his family were struggling again. Ever since his family had moved back and he moved out of our basement he had kept me and my Dad fairly updated, though maybe not.
