Sam was slowly fading back into consciousness, he was... against something, it felt like he was on his bed but he just wanted to go back to sleep.
He tried to get closer to the other form on his bed, logical thoughts not kicking in as he cuddled up closer to the other form. It was warm though and Sam liked that.
A noise snapped him out of his fade back into unconsciousness, it was... almost like the noise a phone camera made?
"Marc?" an extremely tired-sounding Damien asked, Sam felt the warmth pull away from him as he frowned and wrapped his arms around them. "Uh... S-Sam?"
"You can't hide it anymore, Damien, I have the proof!" Marc shouted. Sam groaned softly and cuddled closer into the warmth.
"Oh, shut up about it already, will you? We aren't together," Damien replied.
"Oh, sure," Marc replied sarcastically.
"Shut up, you're waking him up," Damien said.
Sam decided to give up on sleep, they were being too loud.
He opened his eyes and when he glanced up he realized who he'd been cuddled up against and instantly scrambled away.
"Good morning," Damien said, smiling over at him.
"Why the hell did you let that happen?!" Sam shouted, glaring at Damien.
"Because you didn't let me leave," Damien replied.
"Shut up!" Sam shouted.
"You guys were ten times more peaceful sleeping," Marc complained.
"Give me that phone," Damien said, grabbing at it, as Marc lifted it away Sam stole the phone and started looking for the photo, finally clicking into his head what had happened.
A text came down over the top of the screen and Sam forgot what he was doing.
"Panda? Who's Panda?" Sam asked.
"Fine I'll delete it! Don't look at my messages!" Marc shouted, trying to get it away from Sam.
"Aw, she calls you Marky, so adorable," Sam joked.
"I will post that photo publicly!" Marc threatened.
"Give him the damn phone!" Damien shouted as Marc got it back.
"Who knew Sam was a cuddler, though," Marc said, typing something on his phone, probably texting the girl back.
"Shut up," Sam replied.
"Hey, not like you're the only one like that," Damien replied. "So we're stuck in here today?"
"I am," Sam replied.
"I have school," Marc said. "It just so happens to be one of those days."
"Eh, I can stay, gotta keep you safe, y'know," Damien explained.
Sam and Damien spent most of the day watching movies and cartoons, confined to the room because of Carter.
Sam's mom came in at one point with some food for them, reminding Sam once again that he was in lockdown, no matter how kind he was being treated.
"Shouldn't your dad be teaching you some lesson?" Sam asked.
"Well... he could be doing that but I'd rather be here just incase, you know?" Damien replied. "I figure he'd rather me be here as well. He'll forgive me when he knows what's going on. Calm down and relax for a bit."
"Yeah..." Sam mumbled. "I just rather be out killing some angels right now."
"You're mom is right though. It's dangerous," Damien replied.
"Yeah, I know."
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Angels
AksiAngels is a completed book that I've been putting a lot of my time into for the last year. The main idea of the book is that it takes place in a world very similqr to ours, but is also inhabited by a race of "Angels" who are extremely hard to tell a...
