On this winter's night with you

Remi stared into his eyes like he was searching for the answer to something, but Sam didn't know what the question was. "..I..I am too." He pressed a kiss to Remi's cheek then after a last squeeze, took a step back. "You sh-should maybe sit d...down. " He wanted to comfort, help, any way he could. He guided Remi to sit on a crate and looked about for a drink or some food. Eventually he saw some wine and sitting next to Remi, pushed it into his hands. "D-don't drink it all. But...m..maybe a bit would help, dar..darling." Along with the pet name he pushed Remi's hair behind his ear. "You...y-you probably made that. " He said with a little while, pointing at the bottle. Holding his wrist loosely he rested his head on Remi's shoulder. "I don't... like wine much. It's...t-too much like blood." Samuel I'm starting to wake from silent sleep I'm starting to break and I can grieve