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"Y/n! The movie is starting," called Sam.
You grabbed the popcorn bowl and dashed into the living room, "I'm coming!"
"She sighed when she saw you running in, "You'll fall."
You grinned, knowing it was her way to tell you to be careful, "The popcorn or me?"
"Get here already, won't ya?"
You chuckled and sat next to Sam, then handed her the bowl.
"Thanks," she muttered as she grabbed one and munched it.
You looked at her and nodded, but the TV stole your attention when you heard a song was playing.
I closed my eyes Drew back the curtain To see for certain What I thought I knew
Your eyes sparkled in excitement and you can feel Sam's grinning at you.
"Hm, you really like this movie, don't you? I—"
You covered her mouth with your hand, shushing her while your eyes were still glued on the TV.
Far, far away Someone was weeping But the world was sleeping Any dream will do
Sam removed your hand from her mouth and patted your hair.
She patted her lap, and you took it as a sign to fall into it.
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As the movie progressed, Sam and you snuggled.
You cried, you laughed; it was an emotional rollercoaster.
On the other side, Sam kept stuffing her mouth with popcorn, while occasionally feeding you some.
Her lack of emotion made you wonder if she even paid any attention to the movie.
When the credit rolls, you straightened your posture and turned to her to ask,
"What do you think? It was a good movie, right?"
Sam gave you a nod, "It was good. I just can't believe that you used to watch that as a kid."
You furrowed my eyebrow at the answer, "Why can't you?"
"I just don't imagine you watching this as a kid," she shrugged. "It's not that kid-friendly if you know what I mean."
"I get it," you nodded, immediately knowing the scenes she was referring to. "What was your favorite part?"
"I like the part when your eyes were sparkling," she stretched. "I didn't pay much attention to the movie, I pay more attention to you."
You gasped and lightly punched her arm, "You did not!"
"Calm down, I did!" she laughed. "I get the gist of the story, I was just distracted by you."
You huffed jokingly at her attempt to redeem herself. Sort of angry at it, but flattered.
"Come on, let's go to sleep," Sam changed the subject and got up.
You spread your arms, "Can you carry me to bed? I don't want to walk."
"You're so lazy," Sam uttered but carried you nonetheless.
"But you love me anyway," you teased her.
She playfully rolled her eyes, "I'm dropping you."
"Hey!"
"Just kidding, you've been dropped enough when you were a baby," she joked as she kick open the bedroom door.
You crossed your arms and shook your foot, "That is so rude!"
"Stop! If you keep moving like this, I could accidentally drop you."
"No."
She stopped in front of your bed and dropped you at the moment. Although you landed on the bed and it was comfortable, you didn't see it coming and your heart almost jumped out of your chest.
"You dropped me!"
"What did I tell you?"
You let out an offended noise and stood up to head to the bathroom, which is not too far from the bedroom.
When you got there, you took the toothbrush right away. When you were about to add toothpaste to it, you felt a head resting on your shoulder.
You sighed and spoke softly, "Sam..."
"We were joking around, right?" she questioned. "You're not mad at me, right?"
"Of course," you assured her as you pressed the toothpaste. "You're carrying me back to our bedroom, though. I'm lazy."
