Alright, strap in, muffinheads. This one's gonna be interesting, just you wait.
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As soon as I shut the door to my house, I leaned against the door and slowly slid down to the floor. I had really fucked up, and I knew it. The guilt was overwhelming and I hated it, and even though I was mad at Sam, I also couldn't be mad at him. He was my source of comfort, someone who I could always count on, and now I had shut him out. Just as I was about to be consumed by my guilt, I heard knocking on my door.
"Y/N?" I wiped off the tears, Sam's voice drawing my attention back.
"What do you want, Sam?"
"I'm here to say sorry, Y/N," Sam said, his voice sad and desperate. "I didn't mean to snap at you. What happened to Ghostbur isn't your fault. It's mine, and I should've listened to you and Tommy." I felt more tears spill down my face as Sam paused and sighed.
"Sam.." I mumble, but he stopped me.
"Y/N, can I come in? Please?" I got off the floor and wiped off more tears before opening the door, Sam standing there in his full netherite armor and his mask off. He stepped inside and closed the door, clicking the lock.
"I'm sorry, Y/N," Sam said softly. "This is my fault."
"I'm sorry, too," I replied. "I should've talked with you about all of this. I didn't want to shut you out and I'm sorry." Sam smiled sadly and pulled me into a hug. I instantly felt better in his arms, comforted after our fight. We pulled away and Sam put a hand on my cheek, gently wiping off some tears.
"Still beautiful," he said softly, and I almost melted as he gently kissed me. I placed my hands on his face and pulled him closer, Sam's hand on my waist. He suddenly pressed me against the door, giving me a passionate kiss. I felt him pick me up and I wrapped my legs around him, our kisses getting more fiery every second. Suddenly, Sam pulled away and chuckled.
"Is this how all of our fights are gonna end?" he asked still chuckling.
"I mean, it's not the worst way to make up," I replied, and Sam laughed before kissing me again.
"We should fight more often then." I giggled as Sam gently left kisses on my neck.
"Probably let's keep fights to a minimum. We don't have to fight if we wanna make out. You can just ask." Sam chuckled as he carried me into the living room. He placed me on the couch and climbed on top of me.
"So, can we make out?" I laughed and wrapped my arms around his neck.
"Depends," I answered. Sam smirked and my heart fluttered as he sat back on the couch and sat me on his lap. He brushed some hair out of my eyes before placing another deep kiss on my lips. At this point, I was practically melting in this man's arms as he slowly moved his hands up and down my back. It was almost as if our argument earlier never happened, and I honestly didn't mind.
"Y/N," Sam muttered. "You really sure you wanna do this?" I gave him a gentle kiss on his nose, which made him smile.
"I'm very sure," I answered, fiddling with the collar of his shirt. Sam smiled again and gave me another kiss before removing his shirt. I blushed and looked away out of instinct, earning a laugh from Sam.
"You shy, princess?"
"In your dreams, warden," I muttered and rolled my eyes at him, then I was instantly pushed down onto the sofa with Sam leaning over me.
"You're already in my dreams," Sam said in a low voice, my face immediately heating up as he deeply kissed again. I was already mush in his arms, but this was absolutely over the top.
"I love you, Y/N," Sam whispered, kissing me again.
"I love you more, Sam," I replied as Sam slowly started lifting my shirt.
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WHAT HAVE I DONE HERE?
Welp, the damage is done. What are y'all gonna do?
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