Sam was scared, scratch that he was petrified. The dark hallways all around them and the unexplained sounds had him on edge and he knew he was gonna break at any minute. The blonde knew he should have told his boyfriend, Colby, how he felt but he knew how excited the brunette was. Sam remembers how Colby's eyes practically shown with excitement as he told Sam about an abandoned insane asylum not too far from where they were. Sam had agreed since he too likes going to scary places, but Sam had regretted it about thirty minutes of walking around the old building.
Sam jumps as he hears another thump come from down the hallway he's been staring down. Something about that specific hallway had his hair standing up and he felt like he was being watched. His eyes widen as he sees a shadow move across the hallway, he could feel his heart start pounding harder and harder as more seconds go by and nothing happens. He wished that Colby was with him by they had decided that they should split up and see which area seemed more scary, and Sam now can ultimately agree that he got the scarier one. The old creaking wood, walls that had scratches going down them that looked like humans had caused them, broken stairs, no windows and so many hallways. Sam wished he had more than the flashlight on his phone right now. His blue eyes frantically search the dark that his flashlight can't reach. His breathing becomes labored as he subconsciously begins to walk backwards. He couldn't hear anything except his breathing and the creaking of the decaying wood under his feet.
"Sam?" He hears Colby ask about a room over. Sam whimpers and shuts his eyes, "Colby..." Sam whispers. He had stopped walking but he knew that he was still facing down the hallway that he despised. He couldn't move anymore, he knew that he was being foolish but the fear had made him incapable of moving.
Sam could feel tears running down his face, he could hear the involuntary whimpers that left his mouth.
He didn't hear Colby ask what was wrong and whisper his name. When Colby had placed a hand on the blondes shoulder Sam had let out a little scream and covered his face with his hands and he cried harder as he fell to the ground. "Sam! Sam it's me! It's okay, it's Colby!" Colby kneeled down and dropped the camera as he gently put his hands against Sam's hands that were covering Sams face. He gently brought them away from the pale boys face. Sams face was red and splotchy from crying and Colby's heart broke as scared blue eyes stared back at him. Colby's rubbed Sams hands that he was holding and whispered, "It's okay Sammy. It's okay. I'm here." Sam's crying slowed and all that was left was little whimpers and sniffles.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I ruined the whole video Colby!" Sam said as he stared down at his lap. The brunet frowned at that, "You didn't ruin anything. I only care about you, I want to make sure you are okay love." Colby said as he held Sam's face in his hands. Sam leaned into his his boyfriends hand and stared at the beautiful blue eyes staring back at him. Sam had always loved Colby's eyes, yes they both had blue eyes but Colby's had a dark blue encasing the sky blue around the pupil. 

"Thank you, Colby." Sam said and threw his arms around Colby's neck for a hug. Colby immediately hugged him back and started rubbing his hands up and down Sam's back. A couple minutes pass and Sam's shuddering ceased. Colby knew if someone saw them that it would be an... interesting sight. Two grown men hugging in the pitch black, given the exception of the flashlights still shining from their phones abandoned on the floor, on the floor of the insane asylum. Colby slowly moved away from Sam but kept a hold of Sam's hand. Colby grabbed the abandoned phones and put them in his jean pockets. He slowly urged Sam to stand and grabbed the camera that was still recording since he dropped it on the ground in a frantic haste to get to Sam. 

In the end the had made it out of the building and back to their car. Colby had stopped at McDonalds on the way home to get Sam a McFlurry as comfort food and he hadn't once let go of Sam's hand on the drive home. When they finally got to the house Colby parked the car and had ran around to the passenger door to let Sam out. Sam had gotten out of the car, Colby's hoodie a little too big for him. They had made it into the house and to Colby's room since Sam couldn't handle his haunted room. They had went to bed with Sam wrapped in Colby's arms as content as he could be.