Supernatural Imagines

Brother-in-law (Sam x Dean x Reader)

Warning- smut, dirty talk

Summary: Y/N is in love with Sam after only being married to Dean for a year.

Oh god. Why now? After everything? The fighting? The drinking? Smashing things? Why is he on one knee proposing right now?!

Y/N's thoughts screamed.

She stared at Dean blankly. "Um... are you going to say something?" Dean cleared his throat, obviously nervous.

"Dean... marriage? Isn't this going a bit too fast for us?" Y/N asked him, cautiously. She always thought walking on eggshells around Dean was exhausting. He gets triggered by every little thing and it feels like anything she does she puts herself down even more.

"You're the only girl who's stuck it out this long with me, Y/N. You're special... you see something in me. I want you to stay. Really." Dean gave her a reassuring smile. Y/N felt tears well in her eyes when he called her special. It felt like that's all she needed from this heck of a journey together was some simple reassurance that she was put here for a reason.

That's how this all started. Y/N and Dean ended up getting married at the courthouse with a few friends witnessing as well as Sam. Except Y/N was starting to see Sam differently from just a friend.

He would smile at her every time she was around and she couldn't get past his eyes and brown hair. He was just as perfect as his brother. No scratch that. He was better than his brother. He was tidy, neat, good cook, healthy, strong, thoughtful, a bookworm, binge watcher, light drinker. He was everything Y/N wanted Dean to be.

Sadly she couldn't have them both. And bringing it up to Dean was a no brainer. He couldn't find out. He'd beat Sam up thinking it was his fault. And he'd never speak to Y/N again or look at her the same way.

Y/N was in her and Dean's room reading a book while laying on their bed on her stomach. Her legs were up and crossed. She wore a tank top and shorts with some socks. Her hair was messy from just getting out of bed.

She heard a knock at the door and didn't bother to look up. She was too invested if the character she adored was finally going to ask out the hot character. Their love meant to be!-

"Oh no!" Dean spilled the coffee all over Y/N's book and the bed. Y/N let go of the book as her hands burned. She sat up and watched as Dean tried to catch their breakfast back onto their plates. He succeeded that time...

He finally met Y/N's eyes. "Hey baby... I'm sorry about the coffee..." He gulped.

"The coffee? I don't care about the coffee." Y/N sighed. "My book is ruined, the bed is soaked, and I'm soaked..." She got up and took off her tank top. She changed it out for a new one. She looked over to see Dean in a overthinking state as he stared at her.

"I bet you are..." Dean mumbled. Y/N put up her hair into a ponytail and got the sheets off the bed and went to set her book out to dry. She tried not to hear him. She threw their sheets and cover into the washer. Dean snuck up behind her and engulfed her into a hug filled with smooches. Y/N giggled a bit.

"Dean!" Y/N scolded him.

"Oh, grumpy princess, would you join me for breakfast?" He asked her.

"What's in it for me?" Y/N teased.

"New book?" Dean offered, biting his lip.

"Yay!" Y/N smiled wide. They headed back to their room to eat.

-time skip-

Y/N goes out drinking one night with her friends and ends up not at their house. "Baby, I'm home!" She slurred as she threw off her heels. She was in a tight skin dress. She wandered around the house looking for Dean.