Link knocked on Sam's apartment door, a small smile playing on his lips. For what seemed to be the first time in forever, he and Sam would be spending time together... alone. And get this- she invited him, to her house! And not only that, it was a last minute text invite... near midnight. Although Link was usually a sweet, loving, clean guy... he couldn't help himself from thinking up all sorts of reasons that Sam wanted him here at this hour.
In the midst of his dirty thoughts, the door swung open to reveal a sleep deprived Sam. "Oh, Link! Thank goodness you came!" she began, reaching out and pulling him inside. As Link looked her over, his previous premonitions disappeared. Obviously, this tired girl was not in the mood for sex.
Even so, he blushed at the idea of it.
"So... u-uh... what is it you needed at this time of night, Sam?" Link asked, scratching the back of his neck nervously. Sam simply continued dragging him to the kitchen, then pointed at her instant coffee machine. "Fix it, please."
Link could have sworn that his soul left his body. RIP.
"Sure, I can fix it... but only if you promise to go get some sleep." He spoke softly, setting a gentle hand on her shoulder. She seemed conflicted, as though she wanted to continue whatever project she was working on, but gave in. "Ok. You can make yourself at home once you are done, if you want to stay."
There was a moment of silence, before she leaned up, placing a gentle kiss on his cheek. "Goodnight."
~To be continued~
