Another love {completed}

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Pulling on his large t-shirt after his sweatpants he walks out of the shower seeing Colby sat on his bed dressed in different clothes as well.

"Your done" Colby smiles.

"How're you feeling?" he asks, reaching out and wrapping his arms around his waist.

"Mmh warm" Sam smiles.

Colby hums pulling Sam into his lap.

"Are you feeling sick at all?" he asks bringing his hand up to his forehead.

The back of his hand presses up against his forehead.

He feels the warm touch of it and he frowns feeling his cheeks.

"Oh stop that, I'm fine, a little rain doesn't hurt" Sam huffs out pushing his hand away.

He crawls out of his lap and gets under the covers.

"Well alright, did you eat at all? are you hungry?"

Sam shrugs "I'm tired."

Colby huffs out a breath and stands up.

"I'll be back" Sam rolls his eyes and watches him leave.

Soon, Colby comes back with a plate of food and a hoodie in either hand.

"Up" Sam groans, sitting up.

"I'm tired" Sam pouts, the tired rasp evident in his voice.

"I know Sammy but you need to eat, here."

Sam sighs, taking the plate seeing as it's his dinner from earlier but reheated.

"And here, I threw it in the dryer if you would like to wear it."

Sam grins taking the hoodie from his hands.

He happily puts it on, the warmth feeling nice over his body.

The hoodie being oversized on him, due to being Colbys.

"Eat" Colby says as he gets in bed next to him.

"I'm gonna stay the night, okay?" Sam smiles nodding his head.

The blonde scoots closer to him.

"I'm.. I'm sorry for worrying you" Sam speaks quietly after a small pause in the room.

"It's okay Sam, I'm just glad your alright" Sam nods laying his head on Colbys shoulder.

"Eat Sammy" he nods reaching for the plate.

He sets it in his lap and picks up the fork.

The room goes to a comfortable silence as he eats.

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Laying in bed next to each other, the boys are trying to sleep.

Sam stares at the red light of the four numbers on his alarm clock, very slowly do the numbers go high, feeling as it's stuck on reading 03:04AM.

His thoughts running rapid despite feeling tired.

His mind neglects the sleep and keeps the boy awake.

Colby on the same page, is laid on his back staring up at the ceiling.

His mind is flooded with the blonde next to him.

Turning his head to the blonde he sees his curled figure under the blanket facing away from him.

"Sam?" he speaks quietly but he doesn't get a response.

Sighing as he sees the blonde stop breathing, presumably the blonde holding his breath as if to keep quiet and ignore the boy.

Colby sighs and turns around deciding to just leave him alone knowing if he didn't answer he doesn't want to talk.