[Seasonal Event] Escape From/To You

Samuel Though I know I should know better Well, I can make this work Is it just part of the process? Well, Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ, it hurts Sam listened as Remi's breathing grew slower and softer, until it was finally the drawn out breaths of a deep sleep. For a while he simply let his mind go blank as he stared up at the ceiling of the temple, absentmindedly looking at each crack and mark in the stone. He wondered who had made it, if they had had any idea of what would happen within it. But eventually, inevitably, his thoughts turned to Remi and so did his eyes. The other man looked so exhausted. Sam suddenly found it very hard to summon any of the anger from earlier. Instead what he found was a tiredness himself, a loneliness and some guilt. Over time, inching closer every hour, he eventually found himself with an arm around Remi and his other hand gently stroking his hair. He wasn't sure how much time had passed when he began to speak, but he had heard the Rathskeller grow quieter and louder again downstairs as the most outspoken people went for rests then returned. Sam spoke because he rarely got the chance to practice what he wanted to say without consequence. With Remi here he could feel like he was getting it out for real, but there was safety while he was asleep. "I..." He began, then paused as he tried to consider his phrasing. "I am sorry. I really a-am. For...reacting. Like th-that. But...I've never...done any of th-this b..before. At all. And I don't...li-like thinking of you being wi-with other people like you were...with me. It mak-makes me feel like all...all I am t-to you is teeth. But." Sam closed his eyes and gathered his thoughts again. "I know...know you. If I think about i-it...I know you wouldn't do th-that. And you probably...d-did have good intentions. You're...good like that. I d-don't know if I've completely ru..ruined my chances of an...us...but...I do lo-love you, Remi. I've never...felt li-like this before." He idly stroked Remi's hair for a while before adding something else. "...And...I th-think if this isn't...the e-end. We could...maybe...if yo-you'd forgive me. Move past it. Until...you...until you.. lo..." That part he left unsaid, too nervous even with Remi asleep next to him.