[Blaine might have strolled around a little slower once inside the house to compare to Freya's (I'mma let you finish Freyr but Freya has the best house of all time), but makes his way to Sam's room quick enough, knocking on the door even though it's open.]
Excuse me, I'm looking for the source of that bat signal I saw outside?
[ Sam's face lights up when he hears Blaine at his door, even if he interrupts Sam counting his sit ups. ] Dude, come in already! You know you don't have to knock. [ Except he knows how polite Blaine is and he probably should always knock otherwise he'll end up walking in on Sam with his hand down his pants one day.
He stands up to greet Blaine. ] I'd hug you but I'm kinda sweaty right now. [ So he settles for a fist bump instead. ] Did you know there's a gym here? We should totally go together. [ Gym buddies! ]
[sam are you intentionally trying to kill him or???
Luckily Blaine's had enough firsthand experience dealing with Sam's rocking and mostly naked bod both in and out of the lockers. He barely bats a lash while bumping back and taking a seat on the bed. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't the least bit concerned. They were supposedly at war and Blaine doesn't want Sam thinking he needs to pump up and serve, already knowing Sam's body doubts and self worth.]
You know you don't have to prove anything as long as we're here, right? It's just you and me, so if you want to take a break from... [gesturing to the abs that demand attention] It's cool.
I mean, of course I'll go with you, just don't push yourself too hard, okay? it already looks like you got your workout in for today, but we can go starting tomorrow. It's a date.
[Except not really an actual— Yeah, he's just going to casually change the subject.] So where's that really cool thing you wanted to show me?
[ Sam is busy finding his sketchpad and pencil to show Blaine his power when his words make him stop in his tracks and he gets this vulnerable look on his face.
Of course Sam is trying to prove something. This is the second time he's been at Asgard and the first time he felt useless. Now the gods have given him a different power and Sam sees it as them sending him back here to make something of himself. He won't screw up again.
It's kind of scares him how much Blaine knows him like they've known each other for years. He sees right through his actions, knows something is up. Relationships (both romantic and platonic) work both ways but Sam is so used to giving and caring but not really getting anything back. But Blaine gives back just as much as Sam dishes out and it's just... nice. ]
I'll slow down. [ He manages a smile for Blaine and it's a thankful one because he really appreciates having someone like Blaine in his life. Someone who would tell him when he needs to stop. ] Tomorrow it is. Now... [ He sits next to Blaine with the sketchpad in his lap. ] I wish I had a drum kit because a drum roll would be really awesome right now.
[Sam has a sketchpad and Blaine really wants to raise an eyebrow at that, but he's too busy rolling his eyes and slapping his knees like they do at sports games.]
[ Sam grins when Blaine does the drum roll on his legs for him. ] No, it's okay...
I want you to take off your clothes so I can draw you like one of my French girls. [ Sam keeps a straight face for about three seconds before bursting into laughter. ] Sorry, I'm kidding. Couldn't resist a Titanic joke. [ Such a loser. ] Anyway... [ Sam gets drawing. ]
except don't because it makes blaine's kokoro go doki doki. He laughs as if it's a funny joke, it is indeed a funny joke, but okay. That really wasn't a joke and Blaine's not all that amused. He flattens his trousers like a gentleman to keep himself busy in the meantime, just shrugging in response.] Right, yeah, just a joke...
So, what are you drawing?
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[ Sam gives him a look to be patient. ] Wait and see...
[ He's drawing a bowtie with stars on it. When he's finished, the bow tie materializes off the paper, looking like this. ] Ta-da! Cool, right?! I could be your bow tie making machine! Here, take it.
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[Blaine's normally patient but Sam's been hyping this up and he can barely stand it. He nods, watching intently and leaning close when he sees that Sam's drawing a bowtie. Sure, he laughs, but then it looks more real than just a sketch.]
That can't be... It looks so... Can I?
[He's not sure if he can touch or not, and he watches Sam carefully when he reaches out to touch it. This is a little surreal. No, a lot surreal. Bowties aren't supposed to come out of pages, last he checked. He takes the bowtie in hand and passes it through his fingers, smiling softly.]
Dude, it's for you, of course you can. [ He watches Blaine with a smile as he feels the bowtie. Sam had the same awed expression on his face the first time he saw what his power could do. ]
Anything I draw does that - it becomes real. But it doesn't work with living things. If I draw a puppy it doesn't become a real puppy, it turns into a puppy figurine... I think maybe if I get better at my power I could turn a puppy drawing into a real puppy. But you're kinda like a puppy so maybe I'd draw a dragon instead.
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[ And when Blaine does let himself in, Sam will be doing sit ups by his bed while he waits for Blaine. In nothing but a pair of shorts. No big deal. ]
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Excuse me, I'm looking for the source of that bat signal I saw outside?
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He stands up to greet Blaine. ] I'd hug you but I'm kinda sweaty right now. [ So he settles for a fist bump instead. ] Did you know there's a gym here? We should totally go together. [ Gym buddies! ]
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Luckily Blaine's had enough firsthand experience dealing with Sam's rocking and mostly naked bod both in and out of the lockers. He barely bats a lash while bumping back and taking a seat on the bed. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't the least bit concerned. They were supposedly at war and Blaine doesn't want Sam thinking he needs to pump up and serve, already knowing Sam's body doubts and self worth.]
You know you don't have to prove anything as long as we're here, right? It's just you and me, so if you want to take a break from... [gesturing to the abs that demand attention] It's cool.
I mean, of course I'll go with you, just don't push yourself too hard, okay? it already looks like you got your workout in for today, but we can go starting tomorrow. It's a date.
[Except not really an actual— Yeah, he's just going to casually change the subject.] So where's that really cool thing you wanted to show me?
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Of course Sam is trying to prove something. This is the second time he's been at Asgard and the first time he felt useless. Now the gods have given him a different power and Sam sees it as them sending him back here to make something of himself. He won't screw up again.
It's kind of scares him how much Blaine knows him like they've known each other for years. He sees right through his actions, knows something is up. Relationships (both romantic and platonic) work both ways but Sam is so used to giving and caring but not really getting anything back. But Blaine gives back just as much as Sam dishes out and it's just... nice. ]
I'll slow down. [ He manages a smile for Blaine and it's a thankful one because he really appreciates having someone like Blaine in his life. Someone who would tell him when he needs to stop. ] Tomorrow it is. Now... [ He sits next to Blaine with the sketchpad in his lap. ] I wish I had a drum kit because a drum roll would be really awesome right now.
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Do I need to count you down?
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I want you to take off your clothes so I can draw you like one of my French girls. [ Sam keeps a straight face for about three seconds before bursting into laughter. ] Sorry, I'm kidding. Couldn't resist a Titanic joke. [ Such a loser. ] Anyway... [ Sam gets drawing. ]
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except don't because it makes blaine's kokoro go doki doki. He laughs as if it's a funny joke, it is indeed a funny joke, but okay. That really wasn't a joke and Blaine's not all that amused. He flattens his trousers like a gentleman to keep himself busy in the meantime, just shrugging in response.] Right, yeah, just a joke...
So, what are you drawing?
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[ He's drawing a bowtie with stars on it. When he's finished, the bow tie materializes off the paper, looking like this. ] Ta-da! Cool, right?! I could be your bow tie making machine! Here, take it.
action; aldsjfalksdjf this is what i get for playing animanga oh no
[Blaine's normally patient but Sam's been hyping this up and he can barely stand it. He nods, watching intently and leaning close when he sees that Sam's drawing a bowtie. Sure, he laughs, but then it looks more real than just a sketch.]
That can't be... It looks so... Can I?
[He's not sure if he can touch or not, and he watches Sam carefully when he reaches out to touch it. This is a little surreal. No, a lot surreal. Bowties aren't supposed to come out of pages, last he checked. He takes the bowtie in hand and passes it through his fingers, smiling softly.]
How did you do it?
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Anything I draw does that - it becomes real. But it doesn't work with living things. If I draw a puppy it doesn't become a real puppy, it turns into a puppy figurine... I think maybe if I get better at my power I could turn a puppy drawing into a real puppy. But you're kinda like a puppy so maybe I'd draw a dragon instead.