5 Gifts and One Confession

"You're so insanely smitten." Sarah managed to sputter between giggles. "I haven't seen you this whipped in a while." She walked towards him and put a hand on his shoulder, which was quickly moving with Sam's body as he turned to face her fully. He was getting frustrated with all this pushing.

"I absolutely hate you." He shoved her as he walked to the other side of the kitchen. She continued to laugh as she winced at the force. "Don't make it weird."

"I don't need to, you do it to yourself." She put her hand on her chest and tried to calm her laughing down. She earned a side eye for her comment. Sam could feel his face getting hot again and decided not to indulge her with a response. "I'm not wrong." She continued, her voice steadied. "You obviously like him and the yearning is painfully thick."

"Yeah, well." Sam started wiping down the stovetop. "It's not like I can do anything about it."

"Why not?"

A spin (I think) on the 5 + 1 trope where we have 5 gift exchanges filled with emotions that finally lead to a confession. (I wanted to put all my head cannons into one fic)

Art: https://pin.it/4IZ19rvmX