Colby hated him and wished for him to just disappear. Stop arguing with mom and him and just leave for good. His head tucked into Sam's chest as he listened to the slow soft breaths the blonde made. Sam's hands sliding up and down his back in a comforting manner as he whispers soft nothings to him.
He was grateful to have him, his Sam that doesn't mind a crying brunette laying against his chest as he soaks his t-shirt in angry tears. Sam will probably stay up all night talking to him about the problem when he calms down.
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FanficJust a place to put all of my Solby 100 drabbled prompts from tumblr.
