His Cookies

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Sammy's POV:

I was sitting in my dorm, by myself for once, trying to sleep. We had a Latin History test and I studied all night for it.

My eyes were finally drifting closed when my door opened with a big bang. I jolted up and saw the boys holding Luc by his arms and legs. He was struggling and he looked pissed.

"PUT ME DOWN, YOU THIEVES!"

The boys dropped him and his head hit the floor with a loud thunk. He turned his head to look at them. The boys scurried away and slammed the door closed.

I walked over and helped Luc up, "What happened?"

He huffed and put his head on my shoulder, "They ate the cookies you made me before we left."

I lifted his head and looked at his face. "I made those a month ago. How are they still good?"

"Tupperware." He shrugged.

He fell on my bed face down and sighed heavily. I walked over and patted his back gently.

"Hey," he looked up at me and I smiled down at him. "when we go home for Christmas I'll make you some more!"

He groaned, "That's two months away!"

"Better than three!" I smiled and he scooted over in my bed.

I rolled my eyes and layed next to him. When I yawned he grabbed the blanket that was kicked to the end of the bed and covered me up. I rolled over and faced him. He smiled at me, such a beautiful rare smile.

"Why are you so tired, Sammy?" He whispered with a grin.

I grinned back, "I've been awake since 7:00 a.m. yesterday." He just shook his head mockingly. "I was studying for a Latin history test all night, so now I just want to sleep. Of course my mind is too anxious to let me sleep though."

He rubbed my forehead with his thumbs in small circles. I leaned into his touch.

"What are doing?"

"Letting you rest." He smiled, "Can't have you sooo tired you forget your promise to make me cookies for Christmas."

I smiled and fell asleep with my head in his hands.

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