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Sam's expression had softened and he returned his smile. "Anything for you. Anything, Maddison."
"Right," Maddison let go of his face and stood up, heading towards the groceries left by the door, and picking up the dripping umbrella from the floor and placing it on the rack. He didn't think he could handle Sam's intense gaze directed at him this early in the morning, especially after an emotional breakdown. so he needed a distraction.
He brought the grocery bags to his desk before sorting them. Sam offered to cook them eggs and fried rice at Maddison's kitchenette, yelling at Maddison for having obviously unused pots and pans and kitchen utensils. He also pulled the containers he brought last night.
While Sam had gotten him snacks like chips and chocolate bars, most of the things he got were nutritional and were easy to cook. He bought him boxes of cereals and milk because Maddison was ‘a mess in the morning and shouldn't be left alone by the stove’, to which Maddison couldn't agree more.
He got to the toiletries, a little embarrassed that Sam thought the need to pick up a couple of bathroom stuff for him. When he reached for a small separate package, his ears burned and he let out a squeak.
"Sammy!"
"What?"
"What?" Maddison said, lifting the things from the package and showing them to Sam, not able to look the other in the eye. He was sure his best friend was as red in the face as he was at the moment. The bottle of lube and box of condoms seemed to be glinting under the fluorescent.
"I — I thought we might need them. Since last night, you — " Sam scratched his head with the hand not holding the wooden spoon. "You kind of implied that you — um — with me. So I thought. You know. Just to be safe..."
So many unfinished sentences, but Maddison understood him very well. Last night was overwhelming for both of them and Maddison was thankful Sam was still in his right mind to stop Maddison's advances when things got a little...intense.
Maddison turned around and towards his bedside table, opening the drawer. "Um. I'm just going to keep these here. For now. Since we shouldn't. For now."
"Yeah. Okay. Right."
Breakfast was a silent affair, probably because of the incident but after that they cleaned up and huddled under the covers of Maddison's bed, enjoying each other's warmth as the storm outside continued to wreak havoc in the streets.
"We could watch something?" Maddison suggested and grabbed his laptop, pulling up Netflix.
"Netflix and chill?" Sam joked. He easily dodged the pillow thrown at his face by Maddison while laughing. "You were very eager last night."
"I was emotional, okay?" He clicked on a random movie.
"Just so you know," Sam said, and then a little more quietly, "I'd like to, as well. With you. I'm just. Scared. I've never done it before."
"Me neither. But Sammy," Maddison looked at him under his lashes. "You think it's any different? With a boy?"
"I don't know."
"It couldn't have, right? The things you did with Ayako are the same, just um — "
Sam faced him sharply, wide-eyed. "I've never. With her. Or anyone."
Maddison gulped. "Never?"
Sam shook his head.
"Oh."
"Yeah."
"But why?"
"I just. I didn't feel that deeply for her, you know? To the point that I would want to do it with her."
"But you love her."
"Honestly, I wasn't sure then if I did. But..."
"Yes?"
