Sam didn't know what he was doing as he kept his arm on Colby's shoulder. The silent boy kept giving the blonde quick shocked glances as they walked around the school. Eyes of students remained on the odd pair, but Sam didn't mind.
Colby standing close to him, with Sam's arm around him just felt...right. The contact caused a warmth to flow through Sam's veins, it was like a fire has consumed him. He had been set ablaze with warmth and unknown feelings. This, this felt perfect to Sam, though he never would admit to someone out loud.
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Paint *Solby*
FanfictionA broken boy who pictures himself as a canvas A struggling artist who has lost inspiration Trigger Warning, intense scenes with description of abuse and violence. Read at your own risk.
