This is definitely the year of Lance and Keith interacting and Keith being taken a back each time until the end where he reciprocates the affection (maybe like a hug or high five, even the shoulder thing and Keith grabs the hand of the arm Lance has over him.) And then it's Lance's turn to stop working monetarily and realize he's gay asf.
Ok, so let’s try, here are some dialogs (and very few explanations) for a scene of my new fic. See if you can understand anything! You asked for it! :)
(and yes, this is how I write most of the time, first the dialogs and then everything else, so this is the first time you see one of my early drafts)
“Sammy”
“What?”
“Don’t, I see what you’re doing”
“What am I doing?”
“You said you would let me study”
“I know, but...”
“You promised”
“Damn it”
(...)
“Don’t do that” Blaine warned him.
“I’m not doing anything”
“You totally are”
“What I am doing?”
“Pouting” “And flexing those amazing arms of yours so I will notice them, and you know how much I love those muscles”
“What muscles? These ones?”
They laugh and Blaine lets himself fall on Sam’s chest.
“You’re a manipulative bastard” “And I’m the biggest pushover ever”
“You’re not, you’re just too kind for your own good” “Or maybe you just can’t resist me”
“Maybe it’s a bit of both” “It’s your fault, you supermodel bastard”
“Do you really think I can be a model?”
“Are you kidding me?”
“I just want to make sure I don’t embarrass myself”
“With these abs?” Blaine kissed them.
“Is that all?”
“Not nearly” “I love this chest” kisses it and sucks on one of his nipples
“Gosh, Blaine, you’re surely not going back to studying now”
Blaine laughs and kisses him.
“I don’t think you can get any more perfect than that”
“You really know what to say to get a guy on the mood” Sam kisses him hungrily.
(...)
“Maybe I should also take a look at your legs” Blaine suggested mischievously.
(...)
“If you think for one moment I’m going to be the only one naked in here”
Takes off Blaine’s jumper slowly
“Why do you have to wear so many layers?”
“Because I know how much you love peeling them off”
“That’s true”
“That’s so much better”
(...)
“Sam, you pulled my underwear down too!”
“oops, my mistake” no regret in his voice.
“You’re going to pay for that”
“I really hope so”
(...)
“I love you” Sam said.
“I love you too” impossibly tender smile. “I know it’s week’s night, but… do you want to stay tonight?”