*Sam's POV*
I was in your house, in your living room. I was sitting on your lap and my head was resting in the crook of your neck. Your big, muscular arms were wrapped around me, and your hand was tracing lazy circles on my back. I was in a state of pure bliss.
Being with you during moments like those made me forget about everything else in the world. All of my worries, my struggles, my pains, were momentarily forgotten. It felt like it was only me and you in the world. Nothing else mattered when I was in this state of pure bliss.
So as I sat there, on your lap, my head at the crook of your neck, your hands tracing lazy circles on my back, I thought of everything I loved about you. I loved your eyes. They were the color of chocolate, and they always drew me to you. I loved your little smirk. It was cute, making you look even better. I loved how you became so muscular. You could easily beat me in arm wrestling, though I knew you let me win. I loved how you put up with me. I was nothing but rude to you, yet you stuck around, and I was glad that you did. I loved that you looked at me like I was the most important person in the world. You would look at me with such an intense love, and it would make my heart skip a beat. But most of all, I loved that you loved me.
So after thinking of all of that, I looked up at you, and found your chocolate brown eyes gazing back at me.
"I love you, Freddie," I said to him, for probably the billionth time.
"I love you, too, Sam," he whispered back, and then our lips met.
And I remained, temporarily, in my state of pure bliss. All that mattered was me and you. Together. Forever.