SPN x reader oneshots

Sam x f! reader {worry}

(hello! I am back. I'm currently working on 3 dif books, this one included :) so don't mind my spotting <3 this is more of a venty shot cause I'm in that mood lmao enjoy!Also, I hate my eyeballs, also this is about the author's eyes :,D I have singular Superior hemianopia with ptosis when I don't wear my glasses in my left eye, this happened due to an injury! And very insecure thing yet hey the more you know!!!)(also this is a huge comfort song)

TW: mentions self-hate and vision loss

READER POV_—--------------------------------------------------------------------------

I shut my computer in my bunker dorm and rested my head back rubbing my eyes. I looked at the ceiling. I'm glad I can help yet god damn that's a lot of reading and writing and connecting the dots.

I got up and walked to my dresser changing, into a giant 4xl tee shirt and shorts. Perfect. The shirt engulfed my body. I cleaned my glasses with my shirt, Placing them on my face. Self-care isn't my strong suit yet it's nerve-racking to shower and I don't like doing it already, I don't wanna be in their way, they have shit to do, not to mention all I do is sit around and read, put shit together. I grabbed my headphones, swung them onto my head, and walked down the hallway, my puffy study head behind me. I watched my feet peek out from underneath my shirt as I walked, and I noticed my vision slightly blurring, not focusing, and not clear.Already?! I just got these....I pulled off my headphones and placed them around my neck and knocked on the bigger guest bathroom door. Sam opened the door and I looked at him

" I'm just brushing my teeth if you want to..." "....sure" I kinda peeped. I felt my face grow a small blush. Of course, it's Sam, he's tall, handsome, very funny to me and he understands being kinda reserved just like him as I squeezed by him in the door frame. I grabbed the toothpaste, loaded up my brush, and placed it in my mouth. I looked up and saw his face. He had a look spread on his face, a small smirk followed by a huff.

"You okay? You.... Wanna talk?" I kinda sighed and brushed my teeth faster, not wanting to cry, not wanting to spill, not wanting to dump my emotions on an already emotion-filled man, dealing with day-to-day burdens for his whole life. "Nah, it's okay." I spit out the classic mint foam and grabbed a glass and filled it with water.

Sam pov—------------------------------------------------------------------------------------When she snuck by I got blushy, yet she was cute and quiet. I guess it's my type, her glasses framed her face perfectly, and they have never changed. I hope they never have to. I watched as she grabbed a glass and filled it with water doing her thing, rinse, and floss.

I hope she is okay... she's been off. She crouched down to reach under the cabinet and grabbed the container of Listerine and fabuloso? Cleaner??? She put the Listerine back, I felt a puzzled face scrunch my eyebrows together with a little. She popped the cap and poured some into a small dixie cup. She grabbed it and placed it on her lips. I reached out and smacked the cup out of her hands into the sink. "y/n?! What the hell?! That's cleaner?!" her eyes opened wide."What? No, it's not!" She picked up the bottle and showed it to me. "This is Listerine-......." she looked at it and facepalmed into her hand. "I-I'm Sorry... I haven't slept much" "Yeah...no... it's okay, let's just not drink cleaner?" I smiled and let out a small laugh. She was embarrassed to hell. Her face was red."You two good in here?" Dean walked up and looked at us and the fabuloso dumped in the sink. "Yeah yeah we're fine I was just being a clutz." she looked, "She tried to drink fabuloso, not on purpose. Hey y/n?""What?""Skip the books, just head to bed okay?" dean interchimed and spoke up

Reader pov—--------------------------------------------------------------------------------"Okay, sorry guys, good night. I promise I can finish it in the morning." I felt my heart sink a little. Almost like they didn't trust me at the moment. Yet I know they were just trying to care for my well-being. I nodded and walked out of the room."y/n we are not worried about a paper it's more of you. You've been hiding and researching for a while now.'' I felt my heart stop and I kept walking. I got to my door and opened it to show the kitchen.....Fucking HELL I slammed the door shut and walked down another two doors, not 23, it was 25, stupid 25. I glanced over my shoulder and made eye contact with Sam and Dean who both had wide-open eyes and surprised faces. I turned back around, I felt the heat creep up my face, a few tears slipped as I got into my room.I closed the door and sat down behind it. I brought my legs closer to me as I looked at the floor. I can't even see the tile lines, it's just white. I took off my glasses and chucked them in whatever direction. And I heard a shatter, my heart panged a little. Fuck it. I mean they are usually indestructible? I can't see them or with them anyways. I placed my headphones on and sat there for a while, I looked at the ceiling again, yet it was just blurry, switching, opening my eyes, left blurry, right-blurry, half curtained, floaters. Great. I kept my head up and continued to cry over things, what if I was useless half blind? What if my eye looks worse? What if? I felt the door being pushed. Me with it."Occupied!" I spoke loudly and weirdly for not talking for a while. "Hey.. you good in here?" He pushed the door open more and stepped in. He closed the door and I was facing the wall. "y/n?" I felt a hand on my shoulder and pushed it off.

Sam pov—-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------"y/n?" I placed a hand on her shoulder to get her attention yet she brushed it off. She stood up quickly, still facing the wall."I'm fine I promise it's nothing I'm just being stupid I swear." She tensed up from the back. I looked around her room and saw the pieces of glass on the side of the bed. Then the frames. Did she chuck her glasses? I walked over and bent down and grabbed them. She inched her shoulders up and turned away from me. Her face was in her bunker mirror, on the wall, her face was red and blotchy. When she noticed I was looking when I caught it."Are your eyes okay?" I asked her, "Yep, they have never been better. Why?" "Cause your eyes? It's drooping, I'm just concerned-" she looked at me and snatched the glasses out of my hands."Sam. leave. Please-" her breath got shaky and she couldn't even look me in the eyes. As her head dipped down. Her hands got shaky"Hey hey hey." I walked up to her grabbing her a hug, she was shaking like a leaf.She buried her head in my chest. "I can't see Sam, it's leaving in my left eye.." she spoke with a wavering voice, upset. It hurt to hear and I had no idea, "I feel useless and ugly, if my vision is gone I can't fight or read, I can't even draw a proper sigil, and trust me I've been practicing '' I rubbed her back and rested my head on her standing in her room. "Hey you've come a long long long way, you won't be useless, you make us laugh and so what if you can't see, your not just a research tool to us, your family." she nodded and nuzzled her head into my neck. I guided her to the bed and sat down next to her, side by side. "Hey look at me..." her eyes were shut tight like she was avoiding looking at me. I rested my hand on the side of her face, rubbing my thumb gently. "okay ... don't say I didn't warn you." she opened then, like an old porcelain doll, one laid lazy and one looked at me. "Has anyone ever told you about how pretty your eyes are?" she looked down, and closed her eyes in a denial way, "Hey, I mean it." I grabbed her hand and she looked at me. 

"I don't know if you're obvious yet I love you. Those moments either it's watching you work, it's amazing, i don't know why you keep denying it."

"Cause it's not true? It's never... why? I don't understand" I pulled her hand close and kissed the back of it and her face flushed bright red. "Cause it feels right? That's always an option."

Reader pov)---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------My face flushed with heat, why does he like me? He kissed the back of my hand and that's when I let my feelings fly, I placed a chaste kiss on his cheek and he looked at me, we sat in silence, until we moved in closer and that's when it happened, electric sparks, like trying a candy you love for the first time.

I opened my eyes and I rushingly pressed my face into his chest, he wrapped his arms around me and we laid there, and I thought about it, 

if sam likes me, maybe I can learn to like me too. 

(sorry this took so long, one of my professors decided to dump 2 more projects on me and I get out May 3rd.....wtf,,,, anyways enjoy and requests are open!!)