Sam and Martouf drabble again. Of course I don't own Sam or Martouf.
This came to me yesterday when I was driving home from my induction ceremony at college (it was an honor society induction not a sorority or anything crazy). They gave us yellow carnations with our certificates. How that has anything to do with Martouf and Sam, I don't know. But here it is.
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Sam sat staring at her computer screen. A knock at the door brought her out of her daze. She looked up to see Martouf leaning casually against the doorframe, one had behind his back. His cute little smile told her that he was up to something. She walked towards him and tried to peer behind his back but he side stepped her.
"What are you hiding?"
He tried to put on a straight face as he replied, "nothing," but he failed miserable.
"Martouf you know you can't lie with a straight face. Come on lets see what's behind your back."
She reached for his arm but he moved again and she grasped only empty air.
She gave him a playful shove. "Martouf!"
He smiled, clearly enjoying himself.
"Say please Samantha. It's only polite."
"Please Martouf! Pretty, pretty please."
He made a show of considering it. His momentary lapse gave her the opportunity she was waiting for. Before he could move she grabbed his arm and spun him around. Behind his back was a redcarnation with a white ribbon tied around the stem. Martouf turned around smiling.
"It's beautiful Martouf, but what's the occasion?"
His grin grew bigger. "No occasion. It's just because I love you."