lormenari

"Nooo," Sam whines, plopping down on the couch as Puck turns around and goes back outside. He plucks at his shirt before deciding the buttons are too hard and pulling it open, watching as the buttons scatter on the couch. He gets his shirt off and then unzips his jeans, wiggling them off his hips. In just his boxers and socks, he gets up and stumbles to the door, watching Puck carry something heavy that he can't remember the name of. "Come in the shower with me. I'll fall by myself. You have to sleep with me, Puck. I need you." Sam goes to the bathroom without waiting for an answer, turning on the shower. He stays outside the tub as he dunks his head beneath the water, then pulls back and lets the water drip over his body as he heads to the living room again. "I finished." He flops onto the couch again, letting his sopping hair leave a big wet spot on the cushion. He finds his discarded buttons and starts throwing them at Puck. "I'm done. Come on, let's go to sleep. Why are you being like this?" Sam sits up suddenly, his brain working slowly and finally coming to a possible conclusion. He frowns, water still dripping over his face. "Are you going to Quinn's instead?"