The Jealousy triangles Deanxreader

Superior cupid

POV Sam

Sam had left the bar so (Y/N) and Dean could chat about things. He walked into the main room of the bunker to see Amber on the computer at the main table. He stopped for a beat as he realised, he would have to talk to her soon, but not yet! He continued to the bottom of the stairs and smiled at her "Hi"

She didn't even look up from her computer as she returned his hello. Oh yeah, she definitely feels the same. He mocked himself. She can't even acknowledge that I'm here.

Sam went to the kitchen and grabbed a beer from the fridge. As he turned, he bumped into Amber. The bottle fell from his hands and shattered spilling its contents across the floor.

"I'm sorry" Amber muttered as she dropped to her knees and started picking up the larger broken glass pieces

"T-That's o-ok" you hear the stammer in your voice as you squat down to help her pick up the pieces "No harm done, but we better clean it up before Dean finds out the floor got to taste one of his beers"

Amber let out a chuckle, but suddenly stopped. She stood up grabbed the paper towels from a cupboard before returning beside you to clean. Your eyes meet and you could feel the desire to kiss her rise. You both start leaning towards one another, but Dean bursts into the kitchen "What the hell, Sammy!" he shouts.

You stand up and turn to your brother with a shrug. Opening your mouth to say something you were stunned into silence when Amber spoke up beside you "It was me. I'm sorry. Butter fingers I guess?"

You look down at her not sure what to say, but she doesn't look up at you.

"Yeah, well just clean it up" Dean snaps turning to leave, but before going through the door he states, "You both owe me a case to replace it!"

POV (Y/N)

The next couple of weeks had been nothing but torture as you watched Amber stare at Sam while she thought he wasn't looking and then you watch as Sam did the same. A couple of times their eyes meet, and the awkward smiles appeared before they turned away again. You wanted to do something to end the madness, but Dean had told you, several times, to leave it alone.

How could you let this go on though? It was so bloody obvious. They both wanted to be with each other. They just needed that little push.

Walking into the kitchen the next morning you find Sam cooking with his back turned towards Amber. Amber was sitting at the table, her elbow on the table and her head cradled in her hand watching every one of Sam's movements. She was so engrossed in watching him that she didn't notice you had arrived until you sat across from her.

She sat up straight and looked at you "Hi (Y/N)"

"You're going to have to tell him eventually you know" I whispered without returning her hello.

She shook her head "I can't. I'm too nervous"

You can clearly see the nerves building and realise this has gone on long enough. You let out a sigh as you get to your feet. Knowing exactly what you are planning to do Amber shakes her head viciously and tries to reach out for you hand, but misses.

"Sam," he turns to face you and you notice the glance he gives quickly to Amber before looking at you "I can't deal with this anymore"

"And what's that?" he questions as he took a mouthful of coffee

"You like Amber, Amber likes you. Please work something out."

Sam spits out the mouthful of coffee as you turn and see that Amber had put her arms on the table and thrown her head down on them. You turn and walk out of the kitchen wearing the biggest smile you have felt on your lips in a long time.

I enter the main room to see Dean sitting drinking his coffee. He hears you come in and looks up "What's got you smiling like that?" he questions

"I just became cupid" I smiled proudly, glancing back at the kitchen then back to Dean as he came over and wrapped his arms around me "You know cupid was a jerk?" he asked

"Really? How was I supposed to know?" you cuddle into his body "Well, I'm a better cupid!" you state hugging him close.

"Yes baby, you are" he kisses the top of your head.

POV Amber

I sat there staring at Sam as he cooked the breakfast. He knew I was here, but why did he say nothing? A polite conversation would be great. It had been a few weeks since the beer incident and you were sure he was going to kiss you, but he just seemed so distant. You watched him when you could, to see if he would give you a sign that he was as interested as you were. Nothing! He was acting as though you didn't really exist.

I hadn't realised (Y/N) had come into the kitchen, until she was sitting across from me. I sat back in the chair and smiled "Hi"

"You're going to have to tell him eventually you know" I heard her whisper

"I can't" I shake my head "I'm too nervous"

Nervous is right. You feel the wave of doubt rush over you and know that you could probably never tell Sam how you truly felt. He is the famous, well known, Sam Winchester! Why would he like me? I'm a nobody.

You hear (Y/N) sigh as she got to her feet. You glare at her, using your eyes to plead with her not to do it. Since your eyes aren't getting the message across you start shaking your head quickly. No! Please don't! You reach out to pull (Y/N) down to the table, but she's quick and you miss.

"Sam" (Y/N) says, and he turns toward you both. (Y/N) glances back at you with an almost apologetic look before she says, "I can't deal with this anymore"

"And what's that?" Sam asks as he sips his coffee

Then (Y/N) says what you wish she wouldn't "You like Amber, Amber likes you. Please work something out."

You look over and see Sam spitting out the coffee, a shocked look on his face. You fold your arms Infront of you on the table and throw you head down. Oh my God! Did she just do that? Oh, no!

You felt Sam's presence beside you before he spoke "Is it true?" he asks.

You know you can't stay there forever. Even though it would be nice not to see his face when he says he doesn't feel the same. Taking a breath, you sit up and look up at Sam.

He holds out a hand to you. You feel the heat rush to your cheeks but, reluctantly you place your hand in his. He pulls you up beside him, but you hold your gaze downward to the ground. Placing a finger under your chin he pushes gently, and you lift your head to meet his eyes "I wish you had of said so earlier" he says as his lips press against yours.

At first you are unsure, but then you realise he does indeed feel the same. You wrap your arms around his neck as his arms wrap around your waist and pull you closer to him, the kiss becoming deeper.

Suddenly he pulls back but keeps his arms around your waist. He looks into your eyes "All those months" he says

You smile "Yeah. (Y/N) kept saying I should have said something"

Sam smiled, but lost it quickly "Oh, God. She's going to be so intolerable"

You feel the furrow in your brow "You mean because she was right about us?"

He nods and the smile returned.

"What?"

"Us" he leans in and gives you another kiss.