Sam finished getting dressed in his winter clothes. The two of you planned to go out on a movie date. He was excited to watch Wumbus with you.

He was standing at the front door when you were done changing.

"Hey, should I-"

Sam's eyes met your gaze and he raised an eyebrow at your look.

"What? What's wrong?"

He looked down at himself, trying to figure if it was his outfit or something else.

"Is it my outfit? Do you not like it?"

Sam couldn't put together that it wasn't a disapproving look. More like an admiring stare. You'd think he'd be able to tell the difference between the two by now.