You were so used to looking after yourself that when you fell in love with Sam it was begrudgingly. When you realised he felt the same, you softened, but just enough to let him in.

“All I’ve ever known is how to hold my own, Sam. But now I wanna hold you too.” You murmured.

He wrapped his arms gently around your waist, picking you up and pulling you with him as he sunk to the floor, you moved to climb into his lap, holding his face gently.

“I don’t deserve you.” He whispered.