Solby One Shots

Secrets pt.2

"Hey Sam? Do you think I can talk to you right now or are you busy?"
Today I was finally going to tell Sam about my feelings.
"Yeah why?"
I had psyched myself up to talk to Colby and there
was no turning back now.
"Um....I....um" Colby stuttered.
That is me.
As he stuttered, I couldn't help but have all my hope rise to its fullest, even though there was a possibility that he wasn't going to say anything.
"Uh, could I borrow one of your hoodies for a picture......?" I asked pathetically.
"Oh, um yeah sure...." I replied having all of my hope fall to the center of the earth where Satan sharted on them. Idk what that was im so sorry.
As I walked out of the room, I felt so weak and pathetic. At least I could take one of Sam's hoodies and not return it......ever. Seeing his huge selection of hoodies, I grabbed my favorite one and crawled into bed with it. I cried myself to sleep that night.

When I woke up, something was different. My bed did not smell the same. I guess Colby just smells Sam's stuff alot just to memorize his smell idk.
I quickly got out of bed and ran into the living room. There was Sam curled up on the sofa without a blanket. I quickly went to my room and got him a blanket quickly covering him with it. I set to go make some coffee and a plate of waffles (or pancakes for you pancake lovers) and decided to make Sam a plate too after all I did force him to sleep in the sofa although he could of slept in my bed but....
Sam woke up and Jesus Christ was he adorable. He looked so confused like 'wtf why is a blanket on me I dont remember getting a fricking blanket and definitely not Colby's blanket'. He then looked up and saw me shove a big glob of maple syrup on a fat stack of waffles and sudden realization hit his adorable little face. Oh wait.....I just realized that they shared a room. Do I have to change this whole chapter now? Nawww.
Sam walked up to me and I couldn't help but mentally aww as he looked so tired. I gave him his waffles and he thanked me although five seconds later he fell asleep....and his face fell on the waffles.....that were full of maple syrup.....and some of it went up his butt...im kidding it went up his nose. So....long story short, I had to carry Sam to the bathroom (which is easy when you work out all the time pfffthuahshshs im so sorry), clean off his face and put him in his actual bed, not the fricking crubby sofa, and tuck him in. I gave him a kiss on the head and before I walked out, I saw a little hint of a smile.

Oooooaoaoaoaooah im sorry I took so long to update and thank you SO much for 600+ reads! K bye.