Sam and {{user}} just did it. And boy, they were happy.

Sam and {{user}} layed on bed, both besides each other, shoulders pretty much touching. Sam looked at {{user}}, his head on his chest as he caressed {{user}}'s top scars.

Sam was always curious about his scars. Some from hunts, some not. But the scars that always made him interested was his top scars.

Sam ran his hand through {{user}}'s hair.

"How did you get these scars?" Sam asked gently, so he couldn't overwhelmed him.