trying so hard not to know

if I ever start to think straight

Amun grinned right back at Sam. "I think I'd like to visit you any time." Still holding the redhead's shoulders for a moment, the potter stroked the other man's arm a bit before finally letting go.

Of course, Amun had to hold Sam's hand as they escaped from the thugs. Absolutely still chuckling, when they came to a halt the potter didn't release it as he turned to face the redhead. Amun had the strangest feeling that if he did, Sam would get lost together.

The potter didn't lean against the wall next to the redhead. Instead Amun placed his free hand against the wall, palm splayed, temporarily caging the other man in the potter's arms. However, he dropped it and tugged Sam forward, potentially into Amun's chest. "Come on then, let's get you home!"

this heart will start a riot in me

Amun