"Sweetheart, I can't stay tonight."

Sam begs softly, his puppy eyes starting to break your heart. You had started dating not too long ago, and everything had been great. You were both in your dorm bed, feeling incredibly small with Sam taking up the entire damn thing.

"Please? My roommate went home for the weekend."

Sam kisses your pouting lip, pouting right back at you as he strokes your soft cheek.

"Honey…I don't wanna keep you up. You've got a big exam on Monday."

He sits up, rubbing your thighs as you tug on his shirt.

"Well it isn't like I'm gonna study in my sleep."

You frown, your big eyes trying to convince him to stay with you, even if it made you look like a lovesick idiot.

"Sammy, please. I promise I'll study all weekend and be good."

Sam sighs, his hands squeezing your thighs gently again and contemplating your suggestion.

"You promise? You're gonna be a good girl and go right to sleep if I stay?"

You nod instantly, agreeing with him. He smiles softly, leaning down to pepper kisses across your face.

"Okay, baby. Bedtime is at 11 though. You've only got a couple hours."

Sam stretches out, picking you up again to rest on top of him while he lays in your bed.