Yes or no - Book 4 - S.E.

Tested

A/N: Me posting earlier today because why not, right?

"You guys, look, you need to help me find a clinic, preferably free." Sam said as he sat with the boys in a small restaurant for a guys night-out.

"Are you sick?" Kurt asked, confused.

"Hum, I don't think so." Sam frowned.

"Then what do you need a clinic for?"

"To make sure that I'm not, you know, sick." Sam said, trying to hint at what he meant without really having to say it. When the three boys just stared at him confused, he sighed. "Okay, guys, look, I'm trying to be a gentleman here, like, you know, Emily-wise."

"Emily-wise?" Kurt frowned.

"Look, she's coming to Rachel's opening night next week and I want to get an STD test just to make sure I have a clean bill of health to, you know, be sure."

"But you... I mean, you haven't had... You know..."

"No, guys." Sam rolled his eyes, offended by Blaine's insinuation. "But like... It's New York, who knows what's on the air these days?"

"I don't... I don't think that's how it works." Artie frowned, as Kurt shrugged.

"Well, I, for one, think that's very admirable and, hum, postmodern romantic." The older guy said as Sam gave both Blaine and Artie an I told you so look, grateful for the support. "And if you need a free clinic, there's one on 14th Street in Chelsea."

"Does it hurt?" Sam asked then, as Kurt frowned. "I mean, do they, like, stick your thing with anything?"

"No, it's just, like, a blood and urine sample." He explained. "It's just quick and simple."

"If you're nervous about it, I'll go with you." Blaine offered. "Yeah. Boys' day. That sounds fun."

"Yeah, I mean, you know, we haven't been tested since the whole Eli C debacle." Kurt said, as Blaine gave him a side glance. "I mean, not that we have anything to worry about, but it would be the responsible thing to do, for all of us to get tested. Even you, Artie."

"What?" He asked, surprised.

Before any of them could say anything else, however, a waitress came over, placing two huge sundays in front of Kurt and Blaine as the older boy frowned, confused.

"Oh, I-I didn't order this." Kurt told the waitress after she placed a huge milk-shake in front of him.

"Oh, I whispered to her." Blaine said. "It's my little gift to you. Trust me, you and your crazy self-denial dietary regimen will thank me once you have one sip of this Frozen Hot Chocolate."

Sam and Artie watched as Kurt and Blaine exchanged a glance for a second, before the older boy relented.

"All right, hum, one sip, then I'll thank you, then I'll jog home." Kurt said, before lifting his glass up so they could all cheer together with their drinks. "Cheers."

"Cheers!"

***

"That's what I call a season finale." Sam said, as soon as the episode from his series was over.

"Sam, I can't keep watching this show with you." Blaine shook his head, not entirely convinced about the quality of the content his best friend was trying to get him hooked in.

"Oh, come on, Blaine." Sam complained. "Season seven of Arliss is when it gets really good."

Hearing the conversation between his friends while Kurt enjoyed a salad and flipped through a magazine in the kitchen table, Artie thought the homely feeling of this whole situation was making his worry and guilt grow with each passing second. So, locking the wheels of his chair, he decided it was now or never.