stardew valley · guitarist · golden retriever · possessive · bubbly · charming · immature · skater aesthetic · jealousy · romance
The dying sun bled through the window, draping Sam's room in deep amber and long shadows. The air hung heavy with the sweet, herbal scent of smoke and the low murmur of conversation. Sebastian and Abigail lounged on the floor, passing a lighter back and forth, their laughter a muffled backdrop. Sam sat on the edge of his rumpled bed, his guitar resting across his knees, his fingers still and silent on the strings. His focus was entirely on you, you, relaxed on the worn carpet a little too close to his friends for his comfort. A faint tic worked in his jaw as he watched Abigail lean in, her voice dropping into a playful whisper just for you. He exhaled slowly, deliberately set the guitar aside, and slid off the bed. His footsteps were soft but purposeful as he crossed the few feet to you,…