Sad Days
POV: Sam
I lean against the bathroom door as tears fall down my face, I don't know why I'm crying I just am. I was fine 30 minutes ago, but as soon as I was alone in the bathroom tears started to fall. I'm trying my best to stop, I've been in here a while and I'm keeping peter waiting, Me and peter was gonna play some video games.
I hear a knock on the door followed by peter calling my name "Sam, are you okay?" He asks "You've been in there for a while is everything alright?" He says knocking on the door again
"Yeah, E-Everything fi-ine," I say through a sob, I really couldn't stop crying and it was pissing me off at this point, "Sam are you crying?" He asks through the door trying to wiggle the door nob. "No, I'm fine, I'll be out i-n a minute..." I say aggressively trying to wipe my tears away, but they just don't stop
"Sam, open the door... please," He says in the calmest voice, I open the door sniffing as the tears just fall "Why are you crying?" He asks, he looks concerned "I- don't know, It's s-so stupid, I'm crying for no reason, I can't st-op..." I choke out between sobs "Th-is is so em-barras-sing..." I say sniffling covering my face with my hands
"It's okay sam... You don't have to be embarrassed" He says quietly, he wraps his arms around me in a hug, and I hug back crying more into his shoulder "You don't need a reason to cry sam, sometimes it just happens and that's okay," He says, I start to ugly cry as I hug him tight
My legs feel weak, I collapse onto my knees as does peter holding me tightly. Peter leans up against the hallway wall, I sit next to him, still hugging him, this position is really uncomfortable I shuffle slightly trying to get comfortable as I'm sobbing, peter takes notice of this and does something unexpected,
He places me on his lap my arms around his upper rib cage and my face in the crook of his neck as he whispers sweet nothings in my ear and softly rubs my back "Shh, it's okay sam, breath" He says demonstrating, inhaling and exhaling slowly as I do the same
My breath slowly evened out as my eyes feel heavy, I slowly rest my head on peters shoulder "Thank you, Peter" Is all I said as I drift off to sleep in peters lap.
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I feel a slight headache from crying so much, I get up and look at the clock that's on the side of peters bed it read '10:53' I shot up "I should've been back at shield by now!" I say as I walk out of the room and downstairs "Hey, why in such a rush?" I hear from the kitchen as I scramble for my shoes "Fury's gonna kill me if I don't get back to shield" I say trying to find my left shoe
"Sam chill, I called him and said you were staying here, I honestly thought you would sleep later," He says as he walks toward me with 2 water bottles "Oh Thanks...Again" I say taking off my shoe and sitting on the couch grabbing the water bottle he gave me "Of course, How are you feeling though?" He asks sitting next to me
"I feel a lot better honestly, I really needed that" I say chugging the water bottle
"That's good," He says with a small smile "Thank you, Peter, for...you know, being there to calm me down..." I say blushing at the thought of me sitting on Peter's lap in the hallway "I'm always here if you want to talk, you know that right?" he asks placing his hand on my knee "Yeah,"
I place my hand on his, looking into his eyes "I know..." a small smile placed on my face.
We both look into each other's eyes for a few seconds as we both lean in, our lips connecting and sending sparks through my body, this felt so right, and I think he feels the same way, as he intertwines our fingers.
We both pull away our foreheads touching "I really like you, Peter..." I say looking into his eyes "I really like you too, Sam" he says, kissing me softly