Winchester's girl

chapter twelve

After taking a shower and changing into my pajamas that consist of black and red plaid shorts, a black long sleeve oversized shirt, and black thigh high socks I pick my phone off my bed and start walking into the living room. I blowdried my hair but not all the way because it takes too long and I really didn't want to make that type of commitment tonight. The sound of many different voices echo through the room as I see Sam laying on the couch, flipping through the channels as he tries to find something to watch.
I stop in the kitchen and grab a container of fresh apple slices that Sam cut up earlier in the day. He is always cutting up fresh fruit for us to snack on and it is one of my favorite things that he does. Sam and I both love snacking on healthy treats and I wish Dean would join us more but he's too addicted to chips and donuts. Typical guy.

Sam hears the fridge shut behind me and we catch eye contact as I stand at the kitchen counter and pop the lid off of the fresh apple container. He smiles and I smile back before popping one of the slices in my mouth.
"Want to share the rest of those and watch a movie or something?" I pick the container up from the counter and also carry it into the living room with my phone resting under the container.
"Can we not watch something scary though? Because my life is scary enough and I really can't handle more ghost and haunting shit right now." As I'm talking I make my way over to the couch that Sam is laying on. Before I sit down, he takes him legs off the couch so he can make room for me. I make sure to leave some space between us because we haven't really done much since I gave him a blow job.

As soon as he came in my mouth and I swallowed his cum I got off the ground and washed my hands in the kitchen sink. Sam put his pants back on and pulled me into a hug for a few seconds. It wasn't really awkward but we could both tell that it was something unexpected and we didn't really know how to act to one another after it was over.
So, we just finished making our grilled chicken salads and ate standing up at the kitchen counter while watching some H3 Podcast clips on YouTube that I forced Sam to watch. And as soon as we were done eating and everything was put in the dishwasher, I went in my room for a while, watched some more YouTube videos, and took a shower. Now, we're here. Eating again and watching something again.

"I talked to Dean earlier and he said that their hunting has been going really well. Cas was there yesterday." I place the container of apples on the coffee table and scoot it closer to the couch so we don't have to reach to far to eat them.
Sam hands me the remote and I begin to flip through the channels to try and find something for us to watch. And something that's not scary because for some reason we always pick that theme but I want something different for tonight. I feel Sam's hand on my back which causes me to look over to him. He smiles and I smile back before turning back to the tv.

"You're really good at blowjobs." I feel my cheeks become red and shield my face with my hand so Sam isn't able to see the embarrassment plastered across my face. He grabs my hand and gives it a tug so it's pulled away from my face and it causes both of us to laugh.
"Stop!" I yell. He quickly gets off the couch and pushed most of his body weight on me, attempting to take the remote back from out of my hands. I grip it tightly and laugh as we both wrestle for the remote that he just passed to me. He grabs the back of my head and pulls on my hair, causing me to drop the remote on the floor. We make eye contact and he smirks at me before taking his body weight off of me and sitting back where he previously was.

"Damn, you really like pulling hair, don't you?" He picks up another apple slice from the plastic container and pops the green slice into his mouth. Sam decided to cut up many different types of apples and combine them which was actually okay with me because you are almost guaranteed to get a different flavor each time.
"Yeah, but usually only when I'm getting my dick sucked... or fucking." Sam replied. I roll my eyes and look at the tv that has now been turned to some random channel during the tussle.
My phone beeps and luckily it's face down on the table and surprisingly Sam doesn't grab it to see who it is like he did earlier. I pick my phone up and tap the screen twice to reveal the new notification.