Seduce Me one shot book

💚Here for you💚

Trigger warning for descriptions of depression.

Sam x Aron!

Aron couldn't quite place what was wrong. She was stressed, but not anymore than usual. Her boyfriend, Sam, had been as amazing as usual. Her family drama was calm, all things considered. Nothing was truly wrong.

Yet, she found herself stuck in bed for days. At some point, those days turned to weeks. She wasn't sure how long it had been since she left the house for anything outside of necessity, like work. She'd even stopped going on her morning jogs with Sam, their workouts far and few between as of lately. She makes sure he goes and does what he wants, not wanting him to worry about her.

She didn't want to hold him back.

She felt herself slip into a depressive episode every so often. Some were longer and worse than others, and this happened to be one of the worst ones. Typically, she'd have at least enough energy to get up and be with Sam, but at the moment it felt tired to breathe.

"Doofus," Sam said as he walked into the room, taking in the sight of Aron. She was curled on her side and facing away, blankets pulled tightly around him.

Aron tried not to sniffle as she held back sobs, hoping to give the impression she'd fallen asleep. Sam was able to sense her energy though, the strong depression easily able to be sensed.

He frowned and climbed into bed behind her, his arms wrapping firmly around her waist and pulling her against his chest. Aron held her breath as she tried not to cry, her eyes clamping shut. She snuggled back against him in her 'sleep,' her arms resting over his.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" Sam asked her, trying not to seem as worried as he felt.

Aron didn't answer for a few minutes as she weighed her options. She hated worrying him, hated inconveniencing him, hated knowing she was hurting him. But telling him something she couldn't quite understand herself felt so exhausting, but she knew it was the better option, even if it was one of the last things she wanted to do.

Eventually she sighed and shifted in his arms, causing him to loosen his hold more. He watched as she turned around, facing him, her eyes and cheeks wet with tears.

His lips pulled into a tight frown as one arm moved under her head as a pillow. His other hand came up to her face, his thumb gently brushing the wetness away before he gently began combing his fingers through her purple hair. His fingertips massaged her scalp Soothingly as he waited, infinitely patient for her to start talking.

"I...don't know what it is," she told him, her chin wobbling. "I just feel shitty, it happens for no reason, and it sucks, and I'm sorry. You don't deserve to be treated the way I'm treating you. You deserve so much more," her voice broke at the last word, a sob finally escaping her throat as she started to cry more.

He pulled her tighter against him as he shushed her, letting her cry into his chest. He placed soothing kisses on her head and rubbed her back, shushing her softly. "Hey, hey, it's okay. That's not true, alright?"

Sam felt her shake her head. "No, it is. I- I can't- I promise I'm trying. I'm not trying to be a bad person on purpose. I just- I don't know what's wrong with me," she argued, almost pulling back but letting herself be comforted by his touch.

"Shh, nothing's wrong with you. You aren't a bad person. You're going through a shitty time, but that doesn't make you bad."

Aron felt him kiss her head more, holding her close. "I just want to help," Sam told her. "However, I can. Whether you need to kick my ass to get your anger out, or someone to listen, or if you ever just wanna lay here and play video games to distract you. Whatever it is, I gotcha, I promise."

Eventually Arons crying calmed down, his words and hold on her comforting. It made her feel safe and sound.

"Thank you," she said a few moments later, her voice still raw.

"Yeah, no problem..." he answered and pressed his lips against her forehead. "I'm here for you, alright? I love you."

Aron's blue-green eyes fluttered open to look up at him. She sniffled and managed a very soft smile. Obviously, she knew she wasn't healed. But in Sam's arms with his words, it felt less distressing.

"I love you too, Aomaris."