Seduce Me one shot book

💚Because I love you!💚

This was an anonymous request on Tumblr, I hope I do it justice. 

TWs are possible angst, foul language, and kissing.

Of all the brothers, Sam was the one which I had the most complex relationship with. Him and I spent a lot of time together, sometimes to give him energy and sometimes just to enjoy each other's company. He is incredibly attractive and makes my heart feel mushy, so I was always willing to kiss him. I really liked him. A lot. Sometimes I would get lost in my thoughts, thinking of the unlikely scenario where we kiss because he reciprocated my feelings, not because he was injured or hungry. I knew he wasn't using me, but I still longed for more. 

Over the last few weeks, Sam had been on edge. He spent the last two weeks constantly avoiding me. It hurt; I can't lie. But I couldn't expect or ask him for any different, that would be selfish of me. right? "No, you have every right to be confused." Damien said, closing my bedroom door behind him.

I sighed as he sat next to me, fidgeting with my hands. "I just don't understand why I feel this way." I said, almost whispering.

"You love him." He said, confident in his sentence.

I looked up at him, seeing his slight smile. "No, it's not like that."

"Your thoughts seem to disagree." He stated again, still lacking any uncertainty.

I nodded, looking back down to my hands. Before I could ask for advice, Damien cut me off before leaving my room. "Just go talk to him, he may be able to give some insight."

A few hours went by of me sitting in the same spot, not even moving to eat or drink. I just sat there, staring at nothing but the patterns of the wallpaper. A knock on the door broke me out of my thoughts. "Come in."

The door opened to reveal Sam, who seemed very obviously distant. "Hey, dinners ready." He said, pushing his hands into his pockets awkwardly.

I nodded, but before he could leave, I called his name. "What's up?" He asked, turning back around to face me. 

I sighed before standing to walk towards him, shutting the door. I wanted to handle this responsibly, rationally, but instead my emotions flew out all at once in the form of anger. I took a breath to sooth myself before speaking, making eye contact. "Why have you been acting weird?" I asked, unsatisfied with the trembling my voice.

He raised an eyebrow and crossing his arms. "What are you talking about?"

"Sam, you've been blatantly avoiding me! You think I didn't notice?" I responded, failing to keep myself calm.

He furrowed his eyebrows at my outburst. "What the hell are you talki-"

"Don't sit here and play stupid Sam! You know damn well what I'm talking about!" I yelled.

"NO, I DON'T" He yelled back.

"When's the last time we had an actual conversation?" I inquired, anger and desperation seeping through my voice. "If you don't want to, that's fine! But I need to know why. what the hell did I do to piss you off?" Tears started to form in my eyes, but I wouldn't dare to let them escape.

His gaze softened slightly while he stared at my outburst. I couldn't help it, I needed to know what I did. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair, refusing to make eye contact. "It's complicated."

"Complicated?" I asked, trying to calm myself.

He nodded, making eye contact again. "I just don't want you to think I'm using you." He said, obviously pushing down emotions.

I furrowed my brows, trying to understand what he meant. "I never thought you were Sam, but did you really think avoiding me was the best way to do that?" I asked, almost yelling again.

He shrugged his shoulders. "I-I I don't know man, I didn't think you'd care." He retorted, raising his voice again.

"OF COURSE I CARE" I shouted, getting slightly closer.

"WHY?" 

"BECAUSE I LOVE YOU" I shouted, not even thinking. Regret hit me like a wave, I just confessed my love for Sam. Sam, who had literally been avoiding me for two weeks. Sam, an incubus who I'd never be good enough for. I wanted to leave the room, to yell, cry, anything. But I froze in place, staring into Sam's eyes. I almost missed the blush on his cheeks.

Finally, I grew the courage to speak and averted my gaze. "I'm sorry, this was-"

"I love you too." He calmly interrupted. I looked back up to him, suddenly realizing how close we were standing to each other. "What...?"

"I said, I love you." He repeated, breathing slightly heavy.

Before I could question him, he placed a hand on my cheek and closed the distance between our lips. I gasped before hesitantly wrapping my arms around his neck. I felt no energy drain, no enthrallment. Just the feeling of his lips against mine and the warmth in my chest.