Hot Date

SAMUEL Remi confirmed twice that he'd never hurt him, not intentionally, as Sam already knew. He smiled with his whole body at the words though, squeezing Remi's hand and not taking his eyes away from his face. Trust was something new to Sam, something rather frightening, but he was beginning to feel comfortable giving it to those around him. The soft light around them, lanterns with star-shaped holes casting constellations all around the room...it was hard to feel anything other than happy anyway. He nodded just barely at the question then laughed as he heard the grand secret. "M..me neither, though I suppose you already knew that." Sam chuckled and shrugged, a little embarrassed at his own inexperience. "But this is a good st-start. I think." He let quiet fall for a moment and stroked gently along the feathers on Remi's wrist, amazed at how soft they were. But finally there was a question burning in his mind that he had to ask, even though he knew it may be awkward. He spoke softly and carefully, trying his best to put it well. "...But...you have...you have had something before, hav-haven't you? With someone? Did you not..d-date them? I find it hard to believe n-no one asked you before. You are..." Sam glanced down to the floor. "Handsome and w-well spoken and talented." I'm starting to heal and find some faith I'm starting to feel what's out of place Don't need you to save me, I can't wait To fall, to fail and start again