Supernatural x reader

Sam x Reader

You, Sam, and Dean had just been on a hunt and you wanted to get something to eat. On the way to the closest fast food restaurant, it began to rain. Dean sped up to try and get to shelter.
As you finally arrived, you hoped out. All of you quickly ran inside. You all sat at a table near the window and waited for your wait or, Sam noticed a little problem. Your white shirt was soaked, sticking to your skin and showing your bra. You didn't realize, and Sam hoped Dean hadn't noticed because he would've strangled his older brother for looking at you. Lets just say the younger Winchester had a sli-huge crush on you.
You looked at the boys and stood up. "Well, I have to use the restroom, so, excuse me."
You walked past a few tables and began hearing a few cat calls. You just continued to flip them off and proceeded to to bathroom.
As you walked in, your (h/l) (h/c) was soaked, leaving it to look like a hot mess. You grabbed a hair the and put it up. Finally getting a good look at yourself, you saw your white shirt was soaked. Your (s/c) became a bright red and you covered chest by crossing your arms. You quickly walked out and sat back down at the table with the brothers. Out if nowhere, Dean began laughing.
"What's so funny Dean?" You glared at him.
"Well, I don't want to be a drag here but, I have quiet the show going on." He laughed more, smirking at you.
"Dean, just stop embarrassing her." Sam intervened.
In the midst of yours and Dean's argument, Sam had taken his his plad shirt off, handing it to you. Grabbing it, you slowly put it on, your blush growing even more.
~ Time skip~

You had fallen asleep in the back of the Impala, Sam watched the world pass by out the window, and Dean slowly rocked out to the radio.
The Impala slowly pulled into the parking lot of a motel.
"You grabbed her and I'll unlock the door. Okay? Good." Dean smiled and quickly walked off to open the door. Sam sighed and looked at you. You looked so peaceful sleeping and looked adorable in his red plad shirt. You began to slowly stir in your sleep as Sam picked you up, but you only cuddle into his chest. He walked in, laid you on the bed, and pulled the cover over you. Turning to walk away, your gripped onto his shirt. He turned, looking at you curiously.
"Please....don't go." You said sleepy.
Sam sighed and slide into bed beside you.
You immediately cuddled up to him and he wrapped his arms around your waist and kissed your forehead. You smiled.
"I...I love you (Y/n)"
"I know. And I love you too." He smiled, a low chuckle coming from his throat.
"Oh, and by the way, you should wear flannel more often." You nodded at his statement. Both of you start d drifting off, only for you to hear Dean chuckle. "Aww. I don't get any 'I love you's'?" This statement only resulted in a pillow to his face.