Supernatural Imagines & Preferences

Sam Imagine

(Pre-Season 1)

Studying~

You sat with your head back soaking in the sun. It had been cloudy these past few days and now the sun had finally came up- you would enjoy every moment of it.

Stanford had a beautiful campus, with tables and chairs laid out in the wonderful sunshine for those who liked to study outdoors. That would include you. After a calm five minutes of resting, you pull a small table closer to you and open up your English book.

An hour passed by before someone cautiously set their backpack in the chair opposite yours. You squinted up at the tall man, surprised to see it was the cute boy from your law class.

Wasn't his name Sam Winchester or something?

"Mind if I sit? It's the last chair open." You look around the small public space to see he's right. "Sure, I don't mind." You smile up at him and shift your notes around so he had room.

"(Y/N), right?" You nod. "And you're Sam?" He nods with a little half smile. It's awkward for a couple seconds until he pulls out his own book. You figured you were staring at him for too long and glanced down at your own book.

"Is that english?"

"Yep. It's my major."

"I'm trying to major in law."

You nod. "That's my minor." You say cheekily, eyes leveling out on his. He smirks at you. "We have a test tomorrow. Wanna study?" You nod and shy your books.

"Quiz me Winchester." You laugh at his determined expression. He starts shooting out vocabulary and when you get those all right he starts up on the denser questions. After a good ten minutes, you sit back in glory.

Sam's jaw drops. "Are you sure you aren't majoring in this stuff?"

You shake your head, appreciating as the sun catches his green eyes and his shining teeth. "It's cool and stuff, but nah."

His tongue pokes out and he readjust himself, his hand moving to skim yours. You both pull away with a little blush on your cheeks.

"We need to study more often. Can I get your number?"

You smirk at him, giggling a little and he looks hopeful. "I'll give you my number if you get an 85 or higher on this test. Can you do that?"

He purses his lips and thinks it over. "Easy peasy." He says finally, but opening his notes back up. You chuckle at him and collect your things, leaving the same time as the sun.

"I'll see you tomorrow Sammy." You wink and walk back inside.

(Another short one but hey. Remember if you have any ideas don't be afraid to mention them :D)