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Spencer paces around the diverse pile of sticks longs vines and whatever other plants he had collected, he needed to build a new base after the merge, he didn't really need it to be the most extraordinary thing ever he just needed a hut to rest in for the night he sits down and rubs his forehead trying to make a mental list of everything he needs to build a hut.
he lets out a sigh and picks up on of the logs and stood it up he processed to do this with 3 other logs then he began to tilt and prop them up on each other to form a hut. after that he grabs a long thick grimy vine with the vine he began to tie a knot.
spencer didn't have much experience in tying knots, I mean...who dose?
spencer began to make another hut to attach to the previous one so he wasn't crammed in his shelter as he was binding the logs together he feels a set of hands land of his shoulders his spine shivers and his body jolts up "h-huh..?" spencer peers his head around to see Sams smug smirk his shirt falling off his shoulders "Hey there~" Sam teases the brit by massages his silky shoulders. spencer attempts to speak but it almost like his mouth was super glued shut Sam continues to please spencer as he lowered his head so close to the brits ear he could hear his breathing
"so...spencer" Sam paused "You wouldn't mind if I crashed with you tonight...right..?" Sam whispered gently in a seductive flirty tone. it felt like every bone in spencer's body was being electrocuted spencer needed to respond so he closed his eyes and concentrated..."hmm..? and what do you purpose is in it for me..? Spencer purrs Sams eyes light up "Well- ill help you build!" Sam offers, spencer shrugs "Tgh- I don't need your help!" spencer growls Sam is taken back by his response and squeezes spencer tighter as he slowly lowers his hand down spencer's warm and silky stomach teasing his by pulling at his shirt gently "uHUH- S-sam?" spencer yelps as he grabs Sams rough and ridged arm
"I-....I don't NEED your help...." spencer states Sam pulls back a bit as his facial expression shifts from hopeful to irritated Sam opens his mouth, but spencer turns around to faces him and put a finger on his mouth
"But...if you lack the ability to construct your own base, you may help me." spencer replies cockily with a smirk thinking he will push Sam away with his response instead Sam grabs spencer's hand tight
"Uh-Okay!" he exclaimed like a small puppy getting rewarded for fetching a stick. speaking of sticks-
"Pass me a stick" spencer asked as he made a grabbing motion with his hands. spencer's face sunk
"I thought I could help with the bigger stuff..?" Sam nervously questioned spencer raises and brow
"oh..? and why is that?" spencer laughed as he leaned over and picked up the stick he requested Sam to grab
"Well...you know..-" Sam mutters while spencer ties the stick to the base "I may be smart but I'm no mind reader" spencer states, as he grabs another stick while he waits for Sams idiotic response
Sam sighs "I'm stronger and bigger it just makes sense?" complains spencer pats Sams exposed back "haha oh Sam all the heavy lifting has already been done!" spencer giggles Sam clenches his fists
"W-Well I- I knew that.." Sam huffed as his big burly demeanor has been shattered by the brit.
As they were building the musty hut the two guys started to feel a light rain. It wasn't that big of a deal it just meant that they had to work a little faster then the pace they were already working at.
they were mainly working in silence, not counting the occasional grunt or request to pass a stick or other plant.
You could see the expressions on their face change the later it got and every single little drop of rainwater that fell down their faces.
But they were still getting the job done....UNTIL!!!!
the rain started pouring down on them absolutely drenching them both of them crawled inside the hut that was blocking out most...of the rain, it was cozy but the two guys were cramped in there together, it was nice to be sitting on wood instead of dirt but it was also really uncomfortable
"ugh- you're crushing my legs!!!" spencer groaned while trying to kick back Sam
"Okay well maybe don't lay so close to be to me then!!!" Sam barked back spencer rolled his eyes at Sams foolish remark and threw his legs over Sams relaxing while giving Sam a cocky smirk
Sam grunt but accepts if the two of them get into a fight the whole hut will fall apart and he will be blamed (most likely) So he turns over making it an awkward position for spencer's legs to rest on him comfortably spencer gives a hurt look to Sam jokingly, and then he rolls over facing the opposite direction of Sam from this angle Sam is facing the back of spencer's body tea, there's only a few inches separating them....Sam catches himself wanting to pull spencer in closer...because of the rain obviously....to protect him...NO??? just out of pure habit from his deceased husband.. If Sam was totally a hundred percent honest...Spencer kind of looked like his head husband... He didn't want to admit it but... it was true his black silky hair, and his thin perfect frame, and the way his eyes looks threw his shiny glasses- WHAT THE FUCK???? Sam was physically appalled. Eguhh Sam tried to shake the feeling by closing his eyes but when he did he just kept thinking of him. Its like when he closed his eyes a prefect clone of spencer had waltzed into his mind he could remember every detail every out of place hair, every small insignificant bump on his face, and every tiny little crack on his glasses
He kept opening and closing his eyes to anyone else it would look like he was trying to get a world record for most blinks per minute.
eventually spencer turns over... Sam feeling every breath land on his nose alongside hearing every breath in (and out) he nervously watched spencer's cheats grow and shrink with each breath he was scared to get caught looking at the other mans cheats...but, he just couldn't help himself spencer was so alluring his shimmering eyelashes that twitched every time a raindrop fell through the hut, with his pointy nose sticking up, followed by his smooth thin lips. Sam could go all day listing of things he found attractive about him.... Sam groans there's no way I'm giving this asshat compliments in my head, actually you know what SPENCER NEEDS TO GET OUT OF MY HEAD NOW!!! GET OUT NOW GET OUT NOW GET OUT AGHHHHHH
He kept screaming and yelling in his head until the rain picked up even more and started leaking and pooling into the hut a LOT more then it already had been...
"bloody hell!" spencer yelped as he instinctively latched on to Sam.
Sam saw this as an opportunity to take back his "authority" so... Sam pulled spencer in closer to the point where spencer's wet cloths rubbed against Sams bare silky and hairy skin
"God you just cant get enough of me.." Sam paused like he was giving spencer a moment to think then he added "can you..~?" Spencer's face lit up like a bright red LED light
Sams constant teasing was not his biggest priority right now his wet shirt was getting to be insanely annoying so he pushed back a bit and reached to grab his shirt.
After he yanked his shirt off he surprisingly scootched in closer to Sam laying on his chest. the skin to skin contact was driving Sam MAD he was itching to just sweep spencer off his feet and kiss him..
NO...Sam is so distracted by his gay ass fantasy's that he doesn't realize spencer shaking from the pure cold of the rainwater. Sams expression softened and he reached out and rested his hand on the side of spencer's face playing with a stand of his hair Spencer shocked by the kind gesture just stares back at Sam with no clue on what to say
"Are you okay..? your shivering a lot.." Sam asks kindly this time not sarcastic or as a joke he genially want to know if spencer is okay..
Spencer grabs the Sams hand and pushes it even closer to his face as it already was basically shoving his hand into him.
spencer just wanted to merge into one right now...
"I-im good Sam" spencer stutters from how utterly freezing it was. Sam realizes this and grabs Spencer's waist pulling him in closer..
"W-what are you d-doing?" spencer stuttered again from the cold rainwater Sam brought spencer in as close as he could
"you're freezing! what's the point of a ally if there dead?" Sam laughed.
That's when it dawned on spencer.... he could never be friends with Sam or even... or... even talk to him like one! he's an ally that's it...
but spencer still felt himself yearning for more as he continued to over think things he slowly felt his eyes resting on there own and he felt Sam's and his own breathing slowing down and as soon as he knew it he drifted off into a calm a relaxing slumber