"Why do you always touch me so softly?"
"Because in my whole life I was taught that rough touches were a way a love and I wanted to try something new."
RANKINGS:
> NUMBER 5 IN #BXB
> NUMBER 1 IN #SOFT
> NUMBER 2 IN #CUTE
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Sam had woken up to his alarm going off. He groaned, grabbing his phone and turning off the noise. He soon noticed he was in his room, with his phone connected to the charger.
He realized Jake must of lifted him up and carried him to bed, just like when the pair was younger and Sam would make Jake stay up with him, waiting on their dad to come back home.
Sam held so much love for Jake, his brother always allowed him to hope and even when he was constantly carrying Samuel to bed, he never once said dad wasn't coming home. He let his little brother stay up late, fall asleep and just kept saying tomorrow is the day.
As Sam turned off his alarm, he saw a couple missed called from Max and a few text messages from Elijah, one including a shirtless photo and a very suggestive text.
He went to his call log and clicked on Max, calling the other back. Max was quick to answer, "Hi." He greeted.
"I saw you called last night, I went to bed early and couldn't answer. Is everything okay?" Sam questioned.
The line went silent for a moment, "No, it's not actually."
"Do you want to talk about it?" Samuel asked.
The younger could hear some movement from the other side, "I want to see you and Elijah."
"Okay, text me your dorm number." Sam replied, "I'll talk to Elijah and we'll be there soon."
There was a long pause, "You'll actually come, right?" Max asked, his voice sounding shaky and unsure.
"Yeah, don't worry about anything else, okay?" Sam said, "I'll be there soon."
"Okay." Max replied.
"Okay." Sam repeated, letting the other hang up the phone before he called Eli.
It took a few rings before he got a groggy, "What?"
"Babe, Max called and he doesn't sound like he's doing well mentally. He wants us to go to him." Sam explained.
The line went silent for a moment before he heard some shuffling, "Okay, okay, okay, shit, you can come get me right?" Elijah spoke, his voice filling with panic.
"Calm down, please, you can not got over there freaking out. I'll get you, just get dressed and I'll be there soon. Don't worry, okay?" Sam reassured.
He heard Eli take a deep breath. "I'll see you soon, yeah?"
"Yeah." Sam replied, "Go get ready."
"Okay." Elijah spoke.
"Okay." Sam repeated, before the other hung up the phone.
Sam was quick to change out of the clothes he slept in, he went into the hall bathroom, placed on some deodorant and brushed his hair before heading down stairs.
