See yourself through my eyes

Someone...it seemed Remi wasn't going to elaborate. Sam didn't push, not yet; he was still curious but was still feeling out what was alright in this relationship, where he could ask more and where he couldn't. But those boundaries seemed to be increasing every time they met, at least. Remi mentioned that he was naked and instead of being mortified at the reminder, Sam laughed and hardly minded. At first Remi was quiet after his question, making Sam worry he'd managed to put his foot in it now even after all this time, but then...he let his hand be taken, letting Remi lead the way assuming he'd know best how to avoid the pain. He would have been content there, just to be laying closer; being kissed was almost enough to start his long-dusty heart beating again. Sam closed his eyes and leaned in, just the slightest pressure on Remi's lips. He was too nervous of hurting him to be too passionate, but even just the light kiss was enough to make him smile for days. Even the vague answer couldn't take the joy out of his eyes. Sam reached up to cup Remi's face and pressed a kiss to his cheek before he spoke, just thrilled to have apparent permission to do so. "W..well. If...if you k-kiss me I suppose I d-don't mind what the name is. B-but you should probably wait til you've re-recovered to do it more. I w-will be patient." He promised with a nod, half-joking and half-serious. He could hardly believe how happy he was given the context he was in. "I...um. I j-just want to say thank you. F-for giving me a ch-chance. A lot of people...b-because I stutter, or I'm nervous...they think I'm..." Sam frowned suddenly, getting distracted in his tangent. "Stupid. Or ch-childish. But you treat me like...I am. And I...th-thank you. No one has ever wanted me b-before." Samuel I hear in my mind All these voices I hear in my mind All of these words