Fallen angel (Solby au) {Completed}

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Sam slowly opened his eyes as the sunlight flooded his room. "Morning Sammy." Colby whispered with a giggle, his arms protectively wrapped around the blonde boy's waist. 

"Morning Colbs." Sam smiled before he pecked the brunette's lips. (Does that make sense? XD)

"Wanna get some breakfast?" Colby asked, his voice was raspy. Sam nodded his head as Colby sat up and jumped out of bed. Sam tried to follow but he flinched and whimpered in pain. "What's wrong Sammy?" Colby asked as he walked over to the boy that had curled himself up into a ball. He knelt down next to the bed so he could look into Sam's eyes.

"Hurts." Sam whimpered as Colby swept Sam's hair out of his eyes.

"Where?" Colby asked which annoyed Sam slightly.

"What were we doing last night?" Sam asked, the annoyance showing in his voice. Colby got the look of realisation on his face as he looked at Sam's hips. (If ya know what I mean *Winks* I'm cringing so much rn.)

"I'm sorry. I tried to be gentle." Colby whispered in a guilty tone. He felt bad that he had hurt the one that he loves the most.

"Not you fault. It was my first time after all. With a man, at least." Sam sighed. "And it doesn't hurt that bad." Sam added to try and put Colby's mind at peace. "How am I going to get downstairs?"

"Want me to carry you?" Colby smiled and Sam simply nodded in response. Colby picked Sam up. Sam wrapped his arms around the brunettes neck and his legs around his waist which made the blonde yelp. "I'm sorry baby." Colby whispered in Sam's ear as he started to walk downstairs. Sam whimpered in response. Colby walked into the games room and carefully lay Sam down on the sofa before he stroked his hair. "What do you want for breakfast?" Colby whispered as he bent down.

"Pancakes?" Sam whimpered.

"Of course. Anything for you Sammy." Colby giggled softly before he kissed Sam's forehead and stood up. He handed Sam, who was curled up in a ball on the sofa, the tv remote before he walked into the kitchen to make Sam's pancakes. Colby hummed and started to dance as he made the pancakes. On the other hand Sam had turned on the tv and he had wrapped himself in a blanket. He was sore but it was so worth it. Sam sighed and softly smiled as he heard Colby finish up, he was still humming his random tune as he cleared everything up. He walked back to Sam with two plates of pancakes in his hands, a jar of Nutella and a bottle of syrup in his arms. Sam smiled as he look at the delicious food Colby had. He set everything down on the table before he handed Sam his plate. "Here you go bubba. Which one do you want?" Colby asked referring to the Nutella and syrup. Sam thought for a second.

"Both!" He giggled like a little kid.

"As you wish!" Colby smiled as he picked up the syrup and Nutella and handed them to Sam. Sam smiled and giggled like a little kid as he spread the Nutella and then poured the syrup. "You're gonna be sick after that!" Colby giggled as he sat next to Sam with his plate of pancakes.

"Do I look like I care?" Sam giggled as he passed the Nutella to Colby, who smiled in response. They ate their pancakes and Sam started to regret his decision to have both of the toppings. he curled up and held his stomach as Colby looked over.

"You okay?" Colby asked as he put his hand on Sams shoulder. Sam shook his head which caused Colby to sigh and have an 'I told you you so smile.' He didn't say I told you so, even though he desperately wanted too. He loved Sam so he didn't say it. "Are you going to be sick?" Colby asked and Sam responded by nodding. Colby quickly picked Sam and rushed him to the toilet. They got there just in time because as soon as Colby had placed Sam in front of the toilet he threw up all the pancakes he had just eaten. Colby knelt down beside Sam and rubbed his back soothingly.  When Sam had finished throwing up he leaned back onto Colby. Colby felt Sam's forehead. "Just as I thought. It wasn't just the pancakes, you have a fever." Colby sighed as he rubbed Sam's shoulders.

"Why is it so cold in here?" Sam whimpered as he got closer to Colby.

"Its not cold in here. You have a fever. Did you look after yourself whilst I was gone?" (I have no idea how severe colds/fevers work so I apologise.) Colby asked which made Sam shrug. "Im taking that as a no." Colby sighed as Sam looked down. "Why didn't you take care of yourself Sammy?" Colby asked which made Sam sigh.

"I thought you were never coming back... I thought you were dead so... I saw no point. Im worthless without you." Sam mumbled as Colby pulled him onto his lap.

"Sammy... Don't ever think that way!" Colby screeched as he hugged Sam tighter.

"It's true thou-"

"Don't say that!" Colby scolded, interrupting Sam. "Don't ever fucking say that! You don't know how much that hurts for me to hear you say that!" Colby yelled which made Sam flinch. Tears started to roll down Colby's cheeks. It hurt him so much to know that Sam thought so little of himself.

"Colby? Why are you crying?" Sam asked  as he wiped the tears off of Colby's cheeks.

"Because I hate that you think so little of yourself." Colby sniffled as Sam looked at how upset Colby was because of him.

"I'm sorry. I'll stop thinking that way just, please don't cry." Sam Whimpered as he looked at Colby.

"Okay." Colby sighed as he softly smiled which made Sam smile too. The lovely moment was ruined when Sam scurried back over to the toilet and threw up again but he couldn't help that and Colby knew and understood this. He crawled to Sam's side and rubbed his back soothingly, not knowing what else to do.

"I'm sorry." Sam apologised before he continued throwing up.

"You have nothing to be sorry for Sammy." Colby sighed as he continued to rub Sam's back soothingly.

(I cringed so much during this chapter.)