Sam & Colby One Shots

some nights

"I just thought that maybe you could help or something," Sam mumbled, his breath hitting the open skin above Colby's shirt.

"Well, when was the last time you got a full nights sleep?" Colby asked, bringing a hand up to smooth the blondes locks.

It took a few minutes before Sam replied, "Five days ago."

"But it wasn't a full nights sleep per say. I was only asleep for like three hours. Then I woke up and couldn't fall back asleep. I just kept tossing and turning," Sam continued.

Sam wasn't like Colby. He needed his sleep to function whereas Colby could go multiple weeks without sleep and be fine. The taller boy rubbed circles into his back and Sam started shaking. It was light at first and Colby thought maybe Sam was cold. Colby looked down and noticed the older boy crying.

"Hey, calm down. It's ok," Colby said softly. A few minutes later, Sam stopped crying and they were sat in silence. Colby didn't know why the blonde was crying in the first place. There was nothing to be ashamed or embarrassed about. Sam, suddenly, crawled off of Colby and stood up, he hands clasped in front of him. His eyes widened in fear.

"Oh- I'm sorry Colbs. I didn't mean to do t-that," Sam mumbled, stuttering over his words as he tried to regain his breathing. He shook his head and reached out for Sam again. He was hesitant but sat on the bed rather closely to Colby.

"No it's ok," Colby whispered, leaning into the blonde.

Sam looked at him with tired eyes and Colby noticed they weren't as bright as they used to be. Gently, he placed a hand on Sams arm and he motioned for them to lay down. Colby removed his shirt so he was left in just his boxers. He blushed slightly when he caught Sams eyes roaming his chest.

"Lets try to sleep, yeah?" Colby whispered. Sam crawled on the bed next to Colby, positioning his body close to his best friends.

They laid down with Colby on his back and Sams head resting on Colby's chest. One of Sams arms was thrown over Colby haphazardly. Colby played with Sams blonde hair until he was sure the older boy had fallen asleep. Colby moved around in the bed so he was spooning Sam. He nuzzled his face into Sams back and enjoyed the smell of his best friend. But his eyes remained open as the breathing of his friend deepened. He thought about how he hadn't noticed a change in Sam's behavior earlier. His fingers subconsciously intertwined with the blondes and he squeezed it gently. The movement must of woken Sam up.

"Colby?" Sam grumbled suddenly.

"Shh close your eyes. Go to sleep," Colby whispered in his ears. Sam shivered at the feeling of Colbys breathe hitting the back of his neck.

"I can't," he mumbled. Colby nodded but didn't say anything. He didn't know what to tell the boy. Sam played with Colby's fingers that were laced with his, a small smile on his face.

"How do you do it?" Sam asked moments later. Colby furrowed his eyebrows, confused. Sam turned around so now the blonde and brunette were facing each other. Colby noticed their proximity to each other and a new blush formed on his face.

"Do what?"

"How do you fall asleep?" Sam asked. Oh, Colby understood now.

"Honestly, I don't sleep much Sam. I'm a night owl, very rarely sleep," Colby replied. His breath hit Sams face. There wasn't really much said after that. Colby knew that wasn't the answer Sam was looking for.

"You're an insomniac," Sam mumbled. Colby furled his eyebrows together, he hadn't thought himself to be one.

"Yeah, I guess so," Colby whispered back.

"I know," Sam said, sighing. He reached out from under the sheets and ran his fingers up and down Colby's cheek. Colby was confused now.

"How do you know? I've never told anyone," Colby asked, relaxing into the feeling of Sams finger.

"I'm your best friend Colby, I notice. I see the way your eyes are heavy and dark. I see you yawning every five minutes. You don't have to say anything for me to know, I can just see it. I'm your best friend," Sam explains, moving his hands to tangle in Colby's hair.

"So tell me Colby, what helps you fall asleep?" Sam tried again because honesty he was still really tired.

"Usually, it helps me if I think of someone I love or like. I think about the good things about them or the things that they do that makes me like them. I think about how they laugh at my jokes, even though half the time they aren't even funny, and how their eyes crinkle from smiling so hard. And usually, that helps me fall asleep," Colby said, thoughts traveling to Sams laugh.

Sam moved closer to Colby and placed his face between Colby's shoulder and neck. He could feel Sams lips hovering over his skin, gently burning a hole through the flesh.

"Who do you usually think about?" Sam asked. It was a risky question but Sam was curious. Colby didn't have a girlfriend and he wasn't seeing anyone right now. His voice was deep with sleep that hasn't come to him yet, tired eyes half closed. His lips touched Colby's skin and Colby thought he was going to scream.

"Mm it depends but mostly you," Colby whispered, giving away his secret. Of course, he thought about Sam before he went to sleep. There was no else he would rather think about. He could hear Sam gasp and he pulled his head away to look at Colby.

"Me?" He asked. Colby nodded and smiled small. He brushed some of his hair out of his face and Sam blushed. A deep crimson speeding across his cheeks and he ducked his head to hide it from Colby.

"I wanna try something, yeah?" Colby mumbles. Sam nods. The younger boy decided not to continue talking about the crush on his best friend. Colby moves around so they are back in their original position with Sams head on Colby's chest.

"I want you to listen to my heartbeat. Maybe it will help," Colby said quietly. Sam moved his head around so his ear was above Colby's heart. It was pulsing loud in his ear, moving blood all around his body.

Sam closed his eyes and listened to Colby's heartbeat. It was calming in a way. And it was slow because his breathing had gotten heavier. His fingers tapped on his chest, thumpthump, thumpthump.

He thought of Colby and his ocean blue eyes that always looked at him with love. He thought of his milky pale skin that Sam just wanted to cover in kisses. He thought of Colby and his blinding smile. He thought of Colby and his contagious laugh. He thought of Colby.

And slowly, not even realizing it, he brought Colby into his dream. The brunette smiled as he heard Sams soft snores. His method had worked.

And maybe it was because Sam was sleeping next to him, curled into his side, that Colby fell asleep for the first time in a long time. He slept good too, he didn't wake up once, not until the sun was shinning brightly through his windows. And Colby thought that maybe Sam was his solution, when the blonde slept with him Colby could sleep peacefully.

In the morning, well more like late afternoon, Sam woke up in Colby's arms. He yawned and mumbled out a 'good morning' to which Colby corrected him. He chuckled lightly and buried his face back into Colby's side.

It was nice and warm under the sheets and neither of them wanted to leave. Their legs had tangled themselves in the night and Sam had his face in the curve of Colby's neck. He placed a soft kiss there and Colby hummed.

"Did you sleep well?" Colby asked, hand running up Sams clothed back.

"Yes, yes I did," Sam breathed, placing his lips flat against Colby's collarbone. And Colby could feel the smaller boy smiling against his skin.

Colby noticed that Sams eyes shined once again and that made him happy. Sam took Colbys hand and kissed the back of it.

"Wanna know how I did it?" Sam asked Colby, who smiled and nodded. He ran his fingers through Sams messy hair and gazed at the boy with love.

"I took your advice," Sam paused for dramatic effect. He could see Colbys face fall in confusion but he quickly recovered. "I thought about you."

And Colby smiled wider than the Pacific Ocean and brought the boy closer.