put the waves to sleep

Sam Evans | twenty- two Graphic Design Student, part-time Stand Up Comedian and full-time idiot. I'm still not sure where my life's heading, but the future's definitely looking bright for this former Lima kiddo. I got my love and my friends right beside me. My scars are healing, and the sun's shining. All is well. In the end, you've got to be your own hero. Because everybody's busy trying to save themselves. - C.T.

[saader]

You know, it’s really, it’s just a… just a huge honor to have you on board. 

[stayafloatevans]

Snap Out Of It || Samcedes

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The small ministrations stopped and her eyes widened. “You did not just make me book the thing then tell me I have to break it to Stevie like that!” Her heart dropped a little at the thought. Sometimes they would call one another and their conversations were more meaningful than most she had with her peers. “I miss him. We’ll probably have to have a movie marathon soon just to make up for it,” she added. As much as Sam teased her about her ‘thick as thieves’ relationship with Stevie, she knew he wasn’t bothered in the slightest. “Aaand, you’re so mean for doing that to him. Remember he didn’t speak to me for a straight week when we broke the news? That boy hated you too.”

[stayafloatevans]

"That boy can definitely deal, alright? He always got mad at us whenever we occupied the living room, and he tryna make me cry 'cause he was sad you moved in with me? Yeah, I ain't dealing with those lies." Another yawn slipped from his parted lips, this time much longer than the previous, his own body claiming for some sort of respite. "Can you wake me around five, baby? I just... Gotta nap a little. Not for long, just..." Eyelids fluttered close and the blond man allowed his breathing to settle as he was lulled by Mercedes' heartbeats into a peaceful slumber.

[stayafloatevans]

Snap Out Of It || Samcedes

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"Yes, I’ll call as long as you don’t forget to let your dad know we’re not staying the whole week. I hate the looks he gives me on Skype when I have to give him bad news," she muttered sadly. She really did miss the Evans family. They were after all, her family when her real family wasn’t around. "Is Artie going, too? It seems like him and M are always off doing their own thing."

[stayafloatevans]

The blond man sighed, replacing himself more comfortably against Mercedes' frame. "Fine, fine. I'll tell my dad. But you tell the twins, 'cause I can't handle their pouting faces." Fingers intertwined, Sam chuckled briefly at the mention of his brother from another mother. "Listen, he texted me this morning, saying that he finally found the last post-it I hid in the apartment before you moved and that he hated me for all the doodles I placed everywhere. Took him five months, but I couldn't be more proud of myself."

[chordoverstreet]

[stayafloatevans]

.... I gotta stop agreeing to do photo shoots for my friend Will. 

[stayafloatevans]

Snap Out Of It || Samcedes

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Mercedes playfully rolled her eyes and placed small kisses on his neck. “All I’m hearing is, ‘My name is Sam Evans and I have a problem!’” Her hands found their way underneath his shirt as she mulled over the timeline in her head. It would be a bit of a drive, but stuck in a car with Sam wasn’t so bad. “Let’s do it, then. We gotta book it soon, remember they said people always show up last minute?”

[stayafloatevans]

Sam smiled when Mercedes' fingertips brushed on his heated flesh, nodding at her proposition. "Alright, I'll call sometime next week. Or the one after. No, wait." Emeralds moved from the sight before him, raking through his memory to find when would be the next minute he would've to himself, thing that seemed impossibly far away. "Actually, do you think you could do it?"

[stayafloatevans]

Snap Out Of It || Samcedes

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"A whole week," she repeated with an emphasis on the last syllable. She snuggled her face into his neck and grinned. "Your ideas are always the best. Maybe we could go the week after Christmas? We’re going to your dads house for the weekend anyway," she breathed into his skin. It was times like this that made her truly happy to be where she was; that made all the hard times worth it. Just being in his arms with him all around him, it was perfect. "You just want me in that Captain America onesie. You and your fuckin’ kinks, baby"

[stayafloatevans]

The blond man nodded, taking in the proposition Mercedes just offered. "Yeah, that would be really doable. I was thinking that we'd stay a little at my dad's house, since our celebrations are always happening on the 25th, but we could see your side of the family on the 24th? Like last year?" His smile was turning into a smirk, his fingertips playing with the smooth skin under his touch. "Come on, don't give me that. There's something 'bout you and nothing but that onesie on that makes me all tingly. I mean, your breasts, under that shield, stretching that circle 'til it becomes the most amazing oval I've ever seen... That's not a kink. That's a goddamn dream come true."

[stayafloatevans]

Snap Out Of It || Samcedes

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"Yes, oh so fuzzy!" Her lips formed into a smile and small laugh escaped; his excitement was contagious. His eyes were wide and she could almost see the sparks sizzling around his head as he sat up The loss of warmth would have caused a pout any other time, but he was already clinging to her form once more. "Hmm, a whole week in a cabin alone with my love? Yeah, I could hop on that idea," she smiled before crashing her lips to his 

[stayafloatevans]

"An entire week," he repeated, settling his exhausted state over her body, full lips meeting their match and he nibbled on the bottom half of her smile. "You and me. No distractions, no stress. And no clothes, probably. I'm thinking adorable onesies for you, maybe the same for me. Hot chocolate, tons of food and I'm thinking a plethora of big Os."

[stayafloatevans]

Snap Out Of It || Samcedes

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"Well it was a fucking amazing haircut. It’s not her fault that you got a perfect shade of blonde and she has to work for it." She stuck her tongue out at the man and chuckled. "Yes, you are! But hey, I love that you can’t control yourself around me, Makes me feel oh so fuzzy inside, and that’s without an orgasm,” she teased. Mercedes closed her eyes and leaned her head back once more, content to listen to his voice for the rest of the night. “It is stressful, but once this semester is over there is only one more and we’re fucking free. Forever,” she laughed. “Let’s finally take that little vacation we’ve been talking about,” she suggested. “That cabin we were looking at, a couple hours upstate?”

[stayafloatevans]

"Oh so fuzzy, huh?" Sam smiled, his gaze still fixed on the inside of his eyelids. "Only the best for ma belle." At the mention of the cabin, the blond's emeralds shot wide open, fixing them on his fiancée's traits. "Oh my God, we definitely could." Suddenly feeling refreshed, Sam unzipped his coat, sending the garment on the floor behind him as a smugly grin spread on his lips, standing on both of his knees on the cushions. "I'll ask for a couple of days off at the Café, but we could go there for like, a week or something."

[stayafloatevans]

Snap Out Of It || Samcedes

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Her loud laugh filled the quiet space. “Oh my God, Sam!” She wanted to kick her legs, but was not able to because of his large body splayed on top of her. Tears were forming in her eyes, threatening to spill over. “Never let her hear you do that! She will totally flip her shit!” Once her giggled had fully subsided and was able to get a grip on reality, she took a deep breath. Their hands, still clasped together were now resting behind Sam’s head. It might have been an awkward position for him, but he wasn’t complaining so she wouldn’t. “Please! Any excuse for your tongue on me and you’re game.” With a small smile, she agreed. “Your Denzel is totally on point. Even my dad was impressed,” she praised. “I can’t wait till your show though, babe.”

[stayafloatevans]

"I hope she will. Last time we skyped, she rambled for like, ten minutes about the new haircut she got. I can do what I want, it's on my 'older brother's rights' list." His nose scrunched up a little, gladly admitting what she was accusing him of. "I mean... Am I really to blame?" Sam's lips formed another smile, this time coy, yet still genuine. "Thanks, MJ. I mean, it's getting even more stressful right now, 'cause of school and whatnot. I just want... Ugh, I just want the semester to be over."

[stayafloatevans]

Snap Out Of It || Samcedes

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"Aww," she smiled. "I really felt the love that week. All of you were texting and calling. Plus, your dad gives the best Snaps." She loved going down memory lane, even the bad times were okay in retrospect. Her eyes lit up and her features were in a smile as she cooked up random ideas of what they could do until then. "Oh, well why don’t we actually try to bake? Maybe this time we’ll actually get to the step where we can put something in the oven? Or you can read all your comics to me, you know how much I love when you do the voices. Wolverine is probably the best."

[stayafloatevans]

"I remember Stacey's break down, when she called you crying' or somethin'." His voice became higher, playfully mimicking the only Evans' lady. "Mercedeeeeees! Please come and save meee! So many boys, and there's mess, and I just want pretzels! Mercyyyyyy!" Sam's grin spread his lips, although his emeralds were still hidden by his eyelids, his current state forcing his drawl to reappear, thing that seemed to happen every now and then, blaming it on his family's history. "Yeah, bakin' sounds good. And it's not my fault if I prefer to taste cake mix on your skin instead." He chuckled, the pad of his thumb tracing the back of her hand, replacing his head on her chest. "You think so? I think my Denzel's is almost perfect to add it to my show on Tuesday. I gotta ask what the team thinks, but... Yeah."

[stayafloatevans]

Snap Out Of It || Samcedes

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A pang of guilt rang through her body. She had been spending more time at work and school. Granted it wasn’t too much time to impact her everyday life, but all those extra half hours did add up in the long run. “I know babe,” she sighed. His small story made her chuckle and she vaguely remembered the time. “Was that when Stacey and Stevie were constantly texting me? Probably even more than you, I think. Something about Daddy Evans having a weak spot for me,” she teased. He had brought his hands up to his face level and she wasted no time in wrapping them around hers. “I think maybe until the end of the semester, we should have one indoor date.”

[stayafloatevans]

"That's exactly that period of time," the blond confirmed, remembering exactly the smirk on his brother's traits when the younger Evans decided to send selfies to HIS girlfriend. Took him a week to stop pouting. "Oh, we definitely should. And my semester is ending on December 12th, at like, noon. You can bet your gorgeous ass that we're going out and we're getting wasted like we're still 17."

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Boop.

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Dedication and a whole lotta love, baby. Still, it wouldn’t be a certified ramble if you didn’t have some of my side eye in there. 

[stayafloatevans]

That's why you complete me, darlin'. A realist and a dreamer.

[stayafloatevans]

Snap Out Of It || Samcedes

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She frowned and picked her head up from it’s resting position to glance down at his hair. Gently she moved his face so he could look up at her from her chest. She rubbed the pad of her thumbs over his cheeks for a guaranteed smile. Just another one of his quirks she loved. “We fell asleep together,” she paused and thought about it, “like last Thursday?” It had been pretty bad, but even she didn’t realize how long he hadn’t slept well. Her hands went back to playing with his hair, now trying to calm him down enough for her to get him to sleep. “How about me and you just relax for a few hours and tonight we can stay in. Just some Sam and Mercedes time. Like in high school when we were too broke to do anything else.”

[stayafloatevans]

"Yeah, well..." He sighed, leaning into her touch to gather more of her warmth against his flesh. "That was a long time ago. I barely get to see you anymore." Sam's lips twitched, forming a tight smile, and he nodded. "I think it was during that period of time where my dad wanted the twins and I to get like... More responsible. We had to do chores, otherwise he didn't want to give us any kind of allowance. The house looked like a mess for a week, because no one wanted to clean their damn thangs. We weren't allowed to leave the Evans' palace until it was spotless, and God. Netflix happened a shitload before we finally decided we wanted some fresh air."

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Boop.

[dancingcedes-deactivated2014030]

Hmmm, that you’re the only person who can rope me into watching Peter Pan? 

[stayafloatevans]

Yeah, that's on the list, but that wasn't it. I wanted to mention how 'bout you side-eye only just a little whenever I start my rambles 'bout comics, boo. That's dedication.

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Boop.

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No, I got all the rest of it but it just makes me happy when you talk about how I make you feel. I love that little knock you do when you come home late so I know it’s you and not some serial killer. 

[stayafloatevans]

I want to make sure you know it's me. You know what I love, too?

[stayafloatevans]

Snap Out Of It || Samcedes

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"Mhm," she laughed. The patterns he was tracing on her arm were raising and leaving a trail of goosebumps that left her with a small chill. She leaned her head back onto the arm of the couch and put her hands in through the back neck of his shirt for warmth. "What’s on your mind, Mr. Evans? You never used to nap in the middle of the day." 

[stayafloatevans]

His breath was slowing down, only slightly, and he shrugged a shoulder as a response. "Dunno, just..." He wasn't one to lie to Mercedes, or beat around the bush. And why would he even attempt that type of thing? If there was one person in the world who didn't judge him and listened to him any day of the week, for anything he had say, that would be her. "I'm just so fucking tired, babe. Like... I don't recall the last time I had a good night sleep, really."

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Boop.

[dancingcedes-deactivated2014030]

You still get excited when I walk in the door? 

[stayafloatevans]

Part of me wants to ask "that's all you got from that?" but the other agrees with that statement. I still get... That little feeling, whenever I know you're coming home. I dunno.