love your writings! i was wondering if you could write about sam being super protective of you while at a dinner at the toffoli’s place and the boys like poking at him for it!
obsessica - Sam Dickinson x reader
now playing: obsessica-Malcolm Todd
warnings: Sam is down bad and a protective boyfriend, cameos by various Sharks, everyone teasing Sam, Reavo, Vinny, and Mario are forever sharks idgaf
“Sam, honey, it’s just dinner at Toff’s.” You comment, seeing Sam’s leg bouncing at a mile a minute as he shifts the gear into park.
“I know but this is the first time you’re gonna meet the whole team, I don’t know how they’re gonna be with you.” He grips the steering wheel tighter, his knuckles turning pale. He flinches slightly when you place your hand on his knee, the tips of your fingers cold from the ac blasting through the summer heat.
“It will be alright, I will be alright.” You trace circles onto the area of his leg where his shorts have ridden up to reveal his warm thigh. He flicks his eyes between you and the house in front of him. Though he’s been here so many times, he feels his heart beat a little faster at the thought of going inside the Toffoli household.
“Are you sure? We can just bail and go get sushi.” You smile at his nervousness.
“I’m sure Sammy.” You squeeze his knee slightly in an attempt to calm his nerves. He exhales deeply and unbuckles his seatbelt.
Sam stares at the smooth grey door, lifting his hand to knock, before turning to you. “This is your last chance, blink twice if you want to leave.”
“Sam, nothing will happen.” You whine and smack his arm. He inhales sharply and finally brings his knuckles down against the wood. You hear heavy muffled footsteps before Tyler appears from inside the house.
“Hi Sam! Hi y/n!” His bright smile immediately warms your heart as he pulls you in for a hug. Sam pouts lightly like a sad little puppy.
“Why’d you greet me first? She’s closer to you.” He sounds hurt, almost accusing Tyler of liking him more than you.
“I-I don’t know, you’re just the first person I saw.” Tyler stutters, caught off guard by Sam’s question. Before Ty can examine Sam’s strange behavior, a voice yells from farther inside.
“Ty close the damn door, you’re letting all the cold air out!”
Tyler brings you both inside, but still finds it in him to chirp back. “Shut up Ryan, it’s my house I can do what I want.” Tyler turns back towards you and Sam. “Do you want me to introduce you to everyone?” You’ve met Tyler many times before so you’re comfortable with him being your guide, but Sam puts his arm around your waist.
“She’s my girlfriend, I can do it myself.” Sam kind of scowls at the other man. Ty just throws his hands up defensively.
“Okay, didn’t mean to steal your thunder lover boy.” Ty walks back towards the kitchen as Sam guides you into the living room.
“Sam! You finally brought your girlfriend, I was starting to think she wasn’t real.” A very tall man smacks Sam on the back, laughing. Sam rolls his eyes.
“My girlfriend is real, thank you very much Vin.” The man you know as Vin extends his hand to you, causing you to pull away from Sam to greet him.
“Vinny. Nice to meet you.” You shake hands with Vinny quickly, before Sam pulls you back toward him and interlocks your fingers. Mario Ferraro strides over next to Vinny, holding two beers.
“She’s not gonna run away.” Mario hands one of the beers to Vinny and laughs. His ‘stupid ass laugh’ as Sam calls it, causes Vinny to also start laughing, attracting the attention of Misa.
“What are you two giggling at?” Michael glances between the two guys.
“Sam’s holding onto his girlfriend like she’s the Stanley Cup.” Mario points to where Sam is gripping your hand. Sam immediately drops his hold on you, his face flushing.
“No I wasn’t. Shut up.” Sam spits out at Mario, looking at the floor to avoid eye contact.
“You’re acting like you’re twelve and embarrassed about a crush.” Vinny laughs again, his shoulders shaking. Sam grumbles and pulls you over to the ‘troublemakers’, Mack and Will.
“Hey Mack, hey Smit.” The boys look up from where they’re practically cuddled together looking at Will’s phone. “This is my girlfriend.” He slightly grits his teeth, trying to tell them to not say anything dumb. Mack wedges his arm out from behind Will and waves with a huge gummy grin.
“Sam talks about you all the time.” Sam groans softly, obviously his signals didn’t work.
“Yeah, he’s always all soft when he talks about you.” Will says, putting his phone back in his pocket. Sam’s ears go red.
“No I’m not!” Sam protests, trying to defend himself from the totally not true allegation.
“Yes you are.” Cags appears behind Sam, causing him to jump. “Luca.” He grabs your free hand and shakes it, all the while Sam is staring daggers at him. You smile at Luca, you’ve heard all about his amazing defense and kind demeanor from Sam.
“It’s okay baby, I think it’s cute.” Once Luca drops your hand, you turn back to Sam, trying to stop him from crashing out at his own teammates.
“How is any of this cute? I’m getting bullied!” He throws a glare at Mack, who giggles in response.
“It means you care about me, enough to tell your teammates.” You run your thumb over his knuckles. “And you tell them a lot apparently.” You use your other hand to point back at Will and Mack who are watching you two like a romance movie. Sam laughs slightly, the tension in his shoulders melting.
“I guess I do talk about you a lot.” He mumbles sheepishly. You tilt his chin down slightly toward you and place a kiss on his cheek.
“It’s very sweet baby.” You place your hand on his cheek, his head instinctively nuzzling into your touch.
“You guys are cute but oh my god GET A ROOM!” Will shouts, grabbing a pillow from the couch and throwing it at you.
“William, I swear to god if you throw another pillow!” Toff yells from the kitchen as he watches the gray cushion fly through the air. “Please go be lovey-dovey somewhere else though, I don’t want you guys sucking face in my living room.” Tyler walks over to the couch and throws a wink at you and Sam. “And keep the door open two inches.”
“Who are you, my dad?” You tease loudly, dragging Sam down the hallway to the Toffoli’s guest room.
