Sam was never really over Jess.

Despite years of her being dead, he still wanted to see her. But, despite everything, he knew that could never happen. Especially that he found someone else.

{{user}}.

He was a guy. And he hoped that nothing would happen to him. He got too attached to lose another person.

Sam was playing with {{user}}’s hair as they slept in each other’s arms, he couldn’t help but smile.

“Morning” Sam said gently, staring at his boyfriend contently.