Intentions: Sam x Reader x Dean x Castiel

Chapter 3

Y/n Pov

Singer House

I could hear my phone buzzing on the ground, pulling me from my sleep. I could feel a strong arm wrapped around my waist, holding me close to a really warm chest, while I have my arm draped over another chest in front of me. I know it's Sam and Dean, and I don't mind it one bit, but I also really don't want to get up. I'm warm and safe here, maybe I can be a little late.

"Hey y/n." I hear Sam whisper in front of me, but I keep my eyes closed, wanting to just stay here forever. I feel Sam's fingers run up and down my arm gently as it lays on his chest. "Y/n. Come on, your alarm is going off, you gotta wake up." Sam says softly, barely above a whisper as his fingers move from my arm to my face, brushing my hair behind my ear.

I let out a soft hum and lightly grip his shirt over his chest, longing to just hold on to this morning in the tent. "Come on sleepy girl. I know you're awake." He says softly with a silent chuckle. My eyes flutter open to meet Sam's. "Well good morning sleepy head." He says with a tired smile.

"Morning Sammy." I say in a tired voice, forcing my eyes to stay open.

"Come on you have to get up you don't want to be late." Sam says softly, brushing his fingers against my cheek, sending a pleasant shivers down my spine.

"Okay, okay I'm coming." I say softly, trying to sit up, but Dean has a firm grip on my waist. He lets out a groan of disapproval at me trying to leave.

"D, I gotta get up." I say with a low chuckle.

"Just be late." He says tiredly in my ear. I feel a blush creep onto my cheeks.

"I can't, you know that. But I'll see you guys in a little bit." I say with a yawn, rubbing his forearm. Sam gets up, puts on his shoes and walks outside the tent, offering me a hand as Dean pulls his arm back, trailing his hand across my stomach and side.

"Alright, alright." He says before apparently falling back asleep.

I sit up, look over at him and chuckle silently. Looking from him to Sam, I take Sam's hand with a smile and let him pull me up and slide on my slippers before I exit the tent alongside him. "You going on your run this morning?" I ask with a yawn, stretching my body with my arms above my head, taking notice how Sam looks over my whole body while I stretch with a smile.

"Oh, uh, no. Not this morning, I'm too tired." Sam says, shaking his head as I put my arms down and we start to walk toward the house.

"Well, you can go back to sleep Sammy. I don't think any monsters are going to pop up between the tent and the house." I say nudging his side with a smile. Sam looks down at me and laughs before putting an arm around my shoulders.

"Yeah, well you can never be too careful." He says with a smile. I laugh and roll my eyes, crossing my arms over my chest as we walk up the stairs to the house.

"Mornin' guys. I got coffee ready." Bobby says raising his cup.

"Sweet, thanks Bobby." Sam says letting go of my shoulders and walking over into the kitchen.

"Thanks Bobby, but I'm going to shower first." I say giving them both a smile before walking up the stairs to my room.

I enter my room with my head spinning at the events of this morning. Dean with his arm wrapped around me, my arm across Sam's chest and he found his fingers up and down it, that Dean told me to be late, not to mention their sexy ass sleepy voices. God I'm in trouble, I think as I plug my phone into the charger.

I undress and grab my robe, wrapping it around myself and toss my dirty clothes in the hamper. I grab a white lace bra and thong and lay them on my bed. Along with a pair of dark wash ripped skinny jeans and a white v-neck long-sleeved shirt and socks.