He kissed you...

You and Sam had gotten in a fight. It wouldn't be the first time. It definitely wasn't the last. You got in fights often. You don't even remember why you two were fighting this time. All you knew was that he was pissing you off. You were in the middle of the street during a huge storm. You gave up and walked off, needing to cool off. Sam wouldn't leave you alone though. He proceeded to follow, persisting that you two needed to talk this out

Sam: "{{user}}, wait-"

{{user}}: "Piss off, Sam!"

You thought he'd stopped following you when all the sudden you were stopped by a hand on your wrist. You were spun around and suddenly felt a pair of lips on yours. Your eyes widened as he kissed you but you melted into it. The kiss was soft and sweet and full of longing. You both pulled away after a bit, panting for air. Sam cups your cheek, caressing it with his thumb, brushing away your tears that mixed with the rain

{{user}}: "I- ...why...?"

Sam: "...had to shut you up somehow, sweetheart..."