~Prompt: Rory is nervous about coming out to his friends back home in Ireland. Sam calms his nerves~

"What if they hate me? What if my mum won't look me in the eye? What if Seamus—" Sam cut off the frantic brunette boy by gently placing his hand on either side of his pale face.

"Rors, enough with the what-ifs. From the stories you've told me about your family, they definitely won't hate you. They'll love you no matter what." the blond cracked a smile. "Just like me." Rory let a smile spread across his face as his cheeks tinted pink.

"You are so corny sometimes."

"You know you love it," Sam responded before pressing his lips softly against Rory's.

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