Another love {completed}

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10:14pm
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The sweet smell of cookies baking in the oven fills the home only adding on to the soft atmosphere.

The pair are cladded in matching plaid pajamas, cuddled infront of the fireplace of Colbys home.

Bundled up in blankets, the blonde is tucked under Colbys arm.

A cup of warm hot chocolate is cupped into his hands.

The blonde nuzzles into the tallers side, sipping on the brown liquid.

"I had so much fun tonight" he murmurs.

The brunette smiles, taking his eyes off the tv where a movie plays.

He looks down at Sam with a loving gaze.

"Yeah? I did too"  he murmurs, pulling the smaller closer.

Sam smiles, looking up at him, their eyes meeting.

They both hold the same glint in their eyes.

"Colby?" Sam inquires softly.

Colby hums in question, eyes bouncing to his lips for a quick second.

"Are you sure that wasn't a date?"

He asks, leaning forward to place his cup on the table, his mind recalling their night shared together.

Colby had taken him out for dinner.

The brunette chuckles, pulling him back towards him.

"Would you have liked it to be?"

Sam's face flushes seeing how close their faces are.

"Uh- I-.. maybe" he splutters.

Colby chuckles softly, looking at his lips.

"You know it was Sammy" he murmurs.

"And, it's still going.. I know you love staying in so, we're having a movie marathon."

Sam giggles lovingly, latching his arms around Colbys neck and hugging him tight.

"That sound good?" the brunette asks, hugging him back.

"It's perfect" Sam gushes.

He pulls his head back, looking into Colbys eyes.

"We need to get the cookies out of the oven!"

He beams, hearing the oven timer go off.

Colby smiles peeling his eyes away from his lips.

"Okay.. I'm right behind you."

Sam grins, running off into the kitchen.

Colby takes a moment before standing up from the couch.

Walking into the kitchen he smiles seeing the blonde at the oven.

Letting his eyes gaze down his body he takes in how beautiful he looks cladded in his plaid pajamas, much like his own but Sam insisted on having shorts instead of sweatpants despite it being cold.

Colby knows it's his way of getting to cuddle closer to him and he couldn't fall deeper in love with his cute acts much like that one.

Wrapping his arms around Sams waist he rests his chin a top his head.

"They done?" he asks seeing the freshly baked Christmas themed cookies.

Sam hums, transferring them onto a cooling rack with a spatula.

Tucking his head into Sam's neck, he slips his hand up his shirt, his arms wrapped around his curves tightly.

He runs his thumb across the smooth skin of his belly.