It All Started With Candy

Part 23

God it feels like we've been driving for hoursssss. Well it's only been 30 minutes, but still. I don't like the idea of flying, not even in the slightest. The thought of being trapped in a flying death machine with a bunch of other people and there's no escape. I don't even know where we're flying to!

"Sam, are we going out of country?"

His face flushed to a pale color.

"Did you bring your passport?!"

I looked down at my bag and gave a little sigh of relief. I always keep my passport in this emergency travel bag specifically in case something like this ever happened.

{this fanfic takes place in present time but we're going to pretend that the coronavirus doesn't exist}

My anxiety has always made me prepare for things that were almost never going to happen, and suddenly getting dragged out of the country (not against my will of course) was definitely one of them.

"Don't worry, I always keep my passport in this bag in case I ever find myself in a situation where I might need it. It's the one perk of anxiety."

I quickly pulled it out and Sam also gave a small sigh of relief.

"I'm glad. I completely forgot to tell you to bring it. I guess it's a good thing that you're always prepared."

He gave me a cheeky smile and leaned over to give me a kiss on my forehead.

Oh.

My.

God.

THAT WAS THE CUTEST THING EVER!!!! (my face was the embodiment of 🥺)

Sam seemed to notice how much I was blushing and how my body seemed to vibrate with how cute that was. He gave me a cute chuckle and then pulled me into an overly adorable hug.

I've never wanted to explode from cuteness overload more in my life!

We then pulled into the airport and I could feel Sam smile into my shoulder before letting go.

We got out and Sam thanked and paid the driver.

We headed inside and I already was regretting everything. Why did I say yes to this???

There was people everywhere and it felt like everyone was staring, judging.

Is it because I'm too short?I'm not the ideal weight??I'm not good enough for them???What are they all thinking about me???? What-

Sam grabbed my hand and squeezed it tightly to get my attention. He then grabbed my shoulders.

"Gabriel, please look at me."

I complied and saw that oh so gentle smile. My body started to relax.

"Baby, it's going to be okay, I promise. I can guarantee that no one is looking at you, or judging you on anything. And if they are, they're going to have to put up with me."

It's as if he read my mind and knew exactly what to say to me.

And it's true that is Sam were to get into a fight with someone, they wouldn't be able to put up much of a fight. Sam is a monster, a literal beast! He's a 6'4 moose, who is absolutely shredded by the way.

God, I wished he didn't wear a shirt all the time.

He would destroy the hell out of me- I MEAN them...if they were to try to...fight him. Ahaha.

I looked up at him and signed a thank you to him. He smiled and walked over to the ticket thingy to sort out the tickets. He soon came back with a slightly embarrassed look on his face.

"Haha, I completely forgot. Can I see your passport?"

I chuckled and pulled it out of my bag and handed it to him. He walked back over and I saw him talking to the lady at the desk and the two of them kept glancing my way. I looked down at the ground and stood there awkwardly, but I kept thinking about what he said to me and tried my best to tune all of the people out.

He quickly jogged back to me, I'm assuming because he didn't want to leave me there for too long. He handed me my passport and I placed it back into my bag.

"We better hurry! They're boarding in 10 minutes!"

He grabbed my free hand and started speed walking. This was a problem for me, because his speed walking is almost my running. He noticed my struggling to keep up and slowed down.

"Sorry, I keep forgetting how short you are and I'm just excited!"

I huffed and crossed my arms at his words and he looked me with confusion for a moment before is clicked.

"Oh no! I didn't mean anything mean by it, I think it's adorable!"

He stopped walking and let go of my hand, only to place his hand on my chin and lifted my head up to look at him.

"I think you're adorable."

He slowly leaned his head down until he pressed his lips against mine. It was short and sweet and gave me a big toothy grin once the kiss was over.

"Man I'm never going to get tired of that!"

He pumped his hand into the air just like when I said yes to being his boyfriend. How did I manage to get a boyfriend who's hot, adorable, and a dork all in one? He's really the most amazing person I've ever met.

I really love him.

This time, I was the one who grabbed his hand. We smiled and I couldn't help but smile back. I should be freaking out right now, but I'm not because I feel so entirely safe with this man. I fully trust my life with him.

We started walking at a moderate pace, which would be considered fast for the straights but it's moderate for us gays.

We made it there the moment that boarding started, which is good because my anxiety was making me worry about what we were gonna do if we were late and missed the flight.

I tried looking up at the sign that said where were going but Sam quickly covered my eyes.

"No peeking!"

I tried to protest vocally but my throat only a raspy whisper came out.

He took had hands off of my eyes and had me look at him.

"I know your anxiety is making you worry, and I know it's not your fault, but I know you're going to love it! Please just, let me surprise you!

I hocked the both of with with what came out of my mouth barely above a whisper.

"Okay, I won't look."

He gave me one of his signature bright smiles as we boarded the plane.
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I'm sorry that it keeps taking me literally forever to post but I kinda forgot I even had a wattpad for a while. Thanks for sticking with me though!

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