#sammy

sammy’s girl

sammy bryant x reader | mdni

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the parking lot smelled like asphalt and cigarettes as the sun had started dipping in a low cascade of golden kisses bouncing off the windows of the station.

officers switched in and out for a change in shifts while sammy was sprawled against the cruiser. his uniform belt half undone. one hand rested on the hood while he listened to his partner— officer ben ramble about some disaster traffic stop the he heard about.

“i’m tellin’ you,” ben said, laughing to himself, “the guy tries to hand him a costco card instead of his license.”

sammy snorted tiredly. “maybe he thought the savings would get him out of the ticket.”

“you joke now, but one day some pretty girl’s gonna distract you and you’ll let a felon drive off.”

“yeah,” sammy rolled his eyes. “like that’s gonna happen.”

“sure.” ben pointed. “you get heart eyes too easy.” he added lazily.

“i do not, you fool.”

before ben could say anything else, movement near the sidewalk caught sammy’s attention.

his entire expression changed instantly.

there she was.

she was walking toward them suspiciously. she entirely sure that he’d still be there. she wore a pretty little outfit, hair moving in the evening breeze, nervous smile already tugging at her mouth the second their eyes met.

sammy straightened automatically. “what’re you doing here?”

her smile widened at the soft surprise in his voice. “hi to you too.”

ben looked between them once and immediately grinned. “well what do we have here?”

sammy ignored him, already walking toward her. the stressful shift melting off his stoic exterior the closer he got.

“you okay?” he asked first, hand instinctively finding her waist when he reached her. “everything alright?”

“everything’s fine.” she laughed softly. “i just wanted to surprise you.”

she held up her car keys with a tiny grin. ben and sammy looking at each other in astonishment.

“i’m stealing you for dinner.”

behind them, ben made the loudest fake gagging noise, hunching over like he was going to vomit.

“jesus christ!” he wailed.

sammy shot him a look over his shoulder. “don’t start.”

“nah, nah.” ben lifted his hands innocently. “this is sweet. officer bryant gettin’ picked up after work… like a tired hubby.”

she burst out laughing, her had covering her blushing ing cheeks while sammy groaned. “bro you are so annoying.”

ben leaned closer to her conspiratorially. “you shoulda seen him ten seconds ago. looked like somebody kicked his dog.”

“i did not.”

“man, your posture alone was cryin’ for help.”

sammy shook his head, trying and failing miserably ti not smile when he heard her giggle beside him.

“you really came just to take me to dinner?”

“yeah.” she shrugged shyly. “thought you deserved a nice night.”

that look hit him again.

that stupid unbearably fond look that always made ben want to throw something at him.

“oh my god,” ben complained. “there it is. there’s the heart eyes.”

“you jelly?” she giggled, swatting at ben playfully, “i have friends, you know. we can have a double date.” she mused as sammy flipped him off without even glancing away from her.

she laughed harder now, cheeks warm under sammys attention. his hand stayed steady against her waist like it belonged there.

“where we goin’?” he asked.

“it’s a surprise.”

“you have a plan and everything?”

“mhm.”

sammy swallowed hard. he hadn’t been taken care of like this in a long time. he didn’t know how to breath.

ben noticed too, expression softening for half a second before he ruined it immediately.

“don’t let him order mozzarella sticks,” he warned her. “he gets emotionally attached to appetizers.”

“ben.”

“i’m serious. man almost fought me over onion rings once.”

“that is not what happened!”

she was practically crying laughing now, leaning into sammy’s side while he shook his head in embarrassment. even then, while glaring at ben, sammy’s arm tightened around her automatically. protective.

ben pointed at them both. “yeah, yeah. get outta here. y’all are makin’ the parking lot look too romantic.”

sammy muttered another insult under his breath, but she caught the little smile pulling at his mouth as he guided her toward her car.

and before opening the passenger door, he leaned down close enough for only her to hear.