Thank you for finding me
And thank you for the care
"I might be." Sam allowed himself a little bit of a flirt, his eyes sparkling with some mischief as he looked Amun first in the eyes, then wandered his gaze a little lower.
Then they were dancing, or something close, the music comfortably carrying them from side to side as they spoke. Sam nibbled at his lip for a moment, frowning, trying to diagnose himself: why, exactly, did he always habitually put himself down? He'd been doing it so long that it was simply second nature. "I suppose it's just what I grew up hearing from my parents. I was used to it." Hearing those words out loud, it struck him that since his parents were now dead, he could cut himself free from their expectations and criticisms.
It wouldn't be that easy, but maybe he could start to try.
Amun held his hip a little more confidently, Sam leaned closer into his partner, and they began to step. He watched Amun's feet closely, following where they went - a step forwards, another, then back, moving slowly and in sync. A few more times of that, and he tilted his head back up, confident he knew the rhythm now and wouldn't crush Amun's toes. "Well, it seems like we're dancing."
Then they were dancing, or something close, the music comfortably carrying them from side to side as they spoke. Sam nibbled at his lip for a moment, frowning, trying to diagnose himself: why, exactly, did he always habitually put himself down? He'd been doing it so long that it was simply second nature. "I suppose it's just what I grew up hearing from my parents. I was used to it." Hearing those words out loud, it struck him that since his parents were now dead, he could cut himself free from their expectations and criticisms.
It wouldn't be that easy, but maybe he could start to try.
Amun held his hip a little more confidently, Sam leaned closer into his partner, and they began to step. He watched Amun's feet closely, following where they went - a step forwards, another, then back, moving slowly and in sync. A few more times of that, and he tilted his head back up, confident he knew the rhythm now and wouldn't crush Amun's toes. "Well, it seems like we're dancing."
And fuck you for making me
Think that this life might be fair
SAMUEL
