josh constantly teasing sam, but there's always that soft, protective look in his eyes. like, sure, he throws out all the sarcastic comments and light-hearted jabs, but it's just to mask the fact he's been falling for her for way longer than he'd ever want to admit. humor's his shield, but the way he watches herโyeah, that says everything.
late-night drives to nowhere, windows down, music low, and josh's mind is racing faster than the car. every time he thinks about telling her how he really feels, the words just get stuck in his throat. he wants to say somethingโanythingโbut he always stays quiet, convincing himself she deserves better than the chaos in his head. so, instead, he just drives, stealing glances at her when he thinks sheโs not looking, and keeps it all locked away.
sam brings josh coffee without even asking, knowing exactly how he likes itโway too strong. but she always sneaks in a little extra sugar, just for him. she has no idea how much it means to him that she notices the little things.
sharing headphones on rainy days, josh savoring the quiet moments, stealing glances at her. she looks so fragile, and all he can think about is how broken he isโhow heโs too much of a mess to risk pulling her into his chaos.
josh uses his dark humor to calm sam after a nightmare, his jokes a shield for the fear he hidesโthat getting too close might ruin the one good, pure thing in his life.
josh lights a cigarette, smirking as he offers it to sam, knowing sheโll refuse. itโs their little routine, one of the few things that keeps him grounded when he feels like his mind is on the verge of unraveling.
arguments that end in soft apologiesโjosh running a hand through samโs hair, guilt eating at him, because heโs hiding his feelings to protect her from the darkness he canโt escape.
sam pretends to be bad at things just so josh can give her tips, but secretly, sheโs better than him. every time she smiles, he fights the urge to let her in, convinced she deserves better than the mess he is.
josh finds himself looking at samโs journal when sheโs not aroundโnot to invade her privacy, but because he wants to understand her world. he craves that connection, even though heโs sure heโs too broken to ever fit into it.
josh and sam calling each other before bedโtheir nightly ritual. josh always feels like he can vent to her about minor issues, big problems, and everything in between. her voice is soothing, and it helps him calm his mind, allowing him to sleep easier. he confides in her about things he canโt tell anyone else, knowing she wonโt judge him and that sheโll listen with a patient ear. sam never rushes him, always letting him say whateverโs on his mind, making him feel like he doesnโt have to carry his burdens alone.
โ i thought we had a connection ๐ใ ใ๐ใใโ
sam giddings + josh washington
this is part 2 of jossam headcannons, enjoy! x
josh pretending heโs not listening to samโs ramblings, but he could recite every word back to herโher voice has become his favorite sound.
late-night confessions over text, josh sending her random deep thoughts at 3 am because sam is the only one he trusts with the parts of himself that he hides from everyone else.
falling asleep on the phone together, neither wanting to hang up first, so they just listen to each other breathing until they drift off, a silent comfort in the connection.
rainy days spent together indoors, sam curled up with a book and josh quietly sketching in the cornerโneither of them needing to speak, the silence filled with unspoken understanding.
late-night gaming sessions where josh lets sam win (but never admits it), just to see the way her face lights up in victory.
josh calling sam his โwolf in sheepโs clothingโ because sheโs sweet on the outside but tougher than anyone realizes, and that strength is what draws him to her.
josh doodling on samโs notebooks during class, little sketches of things that remind him of herโstars, wolves, and her favorite flowers.
autumn walks in oversized coats, sam tucked into joshโs side, their breath visible in the crisp air, but the warmth between them enough to keep the chill away.
josh never really liked rom-coms. he'd grumble and complain every time sam picked one, claiming he was more of a horror guy. but deep down, he always caved. heโd sit beside her, arms crossed at first, but slowly heโd relax, sneaking glances at her instead of the screen, watching the way her eyes lit up during her favorite scenes. and even though he pretended not to care, he secretly took mental notes of every movie she loved. later, when she wasnโt around, heโd rewatch them aloneโjust so he could memorize the parts that made her laugh or the moments that made her smile. it wasnโt about the movies for him; it was about knowing her better.
josh writing unsent letters to sam, pouring out all the things heโs too afraid to say out loudโhow she makes him feel grounded in a way no one else can.
coffee shop hangouts, where sam orders something sweet and josh sticks to his bitter brew, always stealing a taste of hers just to make her roll her eyes at him.
camping trips where josh insists on building the fire, even though sam teases him that heโs โa city boyโโhe just likes the way she laughs when she catches him struggling.
josh making playlists for sam but never sending them, just listening to the songs that remind him of her on repeat, wondering if she would feel the same if she knew.
josh and sam dancing in the living room was a rare sight. sam wasnโt much of a dancer, but when josh got a little too drunk, it was one of his favorite things to do. heโd stumble toward her, that familiar playful grin on his face, and pull her up from the couch. sheโd protest at first, laughing, but she never resisted for long. josh would wrap his arms around her, moving clumsily but with surprising grace, using the slow dancing skills heโd picked up from his sisterโs birthday parties. sam would rest her head against his chest, swaying gently to whatever song was playing, not caring about the missed steps or how offbeat they were. in those moments, it didnโt matterโhe held her like she was the most important thing in his world, and somehow, despite her awkwardness, it always felt perfect.
josh confiding in sam about his darkest fears, trusting her with the pieces of himself he doesnโt show anyone else, her reassuring presence grounding him when he feels like heโs losing control.
sometimes, josh quietly feared that one day, sam would find someone better. he did everything he could to keep her close, always going the extra mile, because in his eyes, she belonged with him. he couldnโt imagine her with anyone elseโshe was his world, and he hoped, with every part of him, that he was hers too
