thinking about samisa who hug so frequently…. it’s the least dudebro thing about them. they’ll end some terrible CoD gaming session that has a bag of chips spilling open on sam’s couch, and that previously had both of them yelling terrible things at the tv, but it’s time for misa to go home and so sam sets out to give him the typical bro tap on the back, except he lingers. there’s about a second of time where sam realizes he’s completely failed the interaction in a spectacular way for him, misa is stiff and strange in his arms but then he melts all at once. it’s really nice, misa who’s small enough to fit nicely into sam’s arms and yet is still hockey built sturdy to feel solid under his hands.
it sort of devolves from there, where every time they part ways— in the player parking lot, on the toffoli porch, in sam’s apartment’s entryway, at the airport, on the curb next to whatever bar, etc— they hug. that in itself isn’t weird or side eye worthy, but it’s the fact misa buries his face into the crook of sam’s neck, and sam keeps one strong arm wrapped around his waist or back, while the other cups the back of misa’s head. it’s so incredibly intimate that everyone sort of averts their gaze. they’re having i might never see you again hugs in plain daylight on the regular.
it’s the one thing they do that toff refuses to comment on. it confuses him and makes him wildly uncomfortable, he goes and sits in his car awkwardly to wait out however long misa needs to be in sam’s arms for (or sam needs to be in misa’s for?) before he can drive them home from practice. it’s one thing for toff to point out how sam is sort of an asshole, and how he pushes misa around, or how he trails his eyes slowly up misa’s body like a creep, and it’s a completely different thing for toff to say something about how sam and misa melt into each other. he doesn’t want to touch it.
the hugging really does devolve into kisses on the head, to kisses on the temple, to forehead, to cheeks. toff really does worry that one day he’s going to look out his car window to find sam pecking misa on the lips, his hands running softly down his sides. what he has seen is misa calmly call out a love you! as he climbs in the passenger side. again, toff didn’t want to touch it.
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