(here's a short bit of fluff for now- i plan on writing a longer, smutty follow-up later! hope you enjoy!)

There's a lot of crying and hugging immediately after they call the game for the night, but even after all that, Liam pulls Sam aside, away from everyone else, and hugs him, holds him tight. Sam presses his forehead against Liam's and sighs.

"I was gonna save him," he mumbles. "I really thought I could- I'm sorry."

"None of that," Liam says. He kisses Sam's cheek, then his mouth, and tilts his chin up to look him directly in his red-rimmed, apologetic eyes. "You were amazing. You kicked so much ass. You have nothing to be sorry for."

Sam shakes his head. "I wanted to save him- it was so close- but-"

"Shhh, shhh." Liam kisses him again, longer this time. "The fact that it even crossed your mind means so much to me. It means so much to me, Sam- I love you. I love you, and just knowing how much you love me too is all that matters."

Sam lets out a soft cry-laugh. "I could've done something way cooler and more romantic to remind you of our big gay love."

"I dunno- saving the day seems pretty fuckin' romantic to me." Liam presses his face into Sam's neck and just breathes. "You are one amazing, magnificent bastard, Sam Riegel, and I love you and never want to see you cry ever again."

Sam laughs and strokes the back of Liam's head. "Oh, god, I know I'm an ugly cryer but I didn't think it was that bad."

"Seeing you cry makes me cry, and then we'll just be an awful never-ending circle of tears." He takes Sam's hand in his own and squeezes. "C'mon- it's late and we've both gotta be up early, but I am not gonna be able to sleep unless you take me to bed."

Sam grins, kisses his cheek, and walks down the hall hand-in-hand with him. "Hey, Liam?"

"Hm?"

"Dungeons & Dragons is pretty cool."