Supernatural Preferences and Imagines

Smile- Sam

Requested by: FaithLinn

You heard Sam sigh from the kitchen. Curious, you walked over and peaked out from the corner.

Sure enough, Sammy was just pushing a salad around his plate with his fork.

"You're not hungry?" You stepped into the light and sat down next to your boyfriend.

"Nah," he sighed and got up, taking his plate with him and scraping the leftovers into the garbage. "I'm just going to take a shower." He left you, thinking, in the kitchen.

This had been going on for months. It seemed like Sam started setting his walls up higher than usual. He just seemed so... sad all the time. He would stay up late at night, probably thinking you were asleep, and you could hear the gentle plop of tears against his pillow. You would roll over and cuddle up against him and eventually you would hear him take a shaky breath and relax against you. Then, he would barely eat anything. As a hunter, you rejoiced at the mention of food. You would hear Sam's stomach growling but he pushed the food away and claimed he wasn't hungry.

You wanted to help him, but you didn't know how! You knew that Sammy was depressed, you tried everything you knew to cheer him up. It proved to be easier said than done.

"Y/n?" You heard Dean's voice behind you.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, it's just Sammy. He's been different, seeming like he's sad all the time, I was wondering if you knew what was up. He's my brother, I want to do something but I don't know what."

You sighed and rubbed your hands against your face. "Honestly, I don't know what happened. But yes, I am noticing the sadness. I've been trying to help, but nothing is working. It must be the stress of the job."

"Must be." Dean looked defeated for a second. "I just don't want to see him upset."

"I'll figure something out." You gave a reassuring look to Dean, he gave a half-hearted smile to you.

"Sammy is lucky to have someone like you. Thanks, Y/n." You heard his footsteps fade away and listened to the running water of the shower.

You had to think. What did Sam like that would cheer him up? It had to be something that kept him happy for a long period of time...

Sam liked dogs! A puppy would cheer almost anyone up, and if Sam so desired you could train it to guard the bunker. You chuckled at the thought of a guard dog.

Listening back to the running shower, you quickly grabbed your keys and your wallet. You practically ran to the car.

You knew this would work.

You were driving back to the bunker, a little black lab puppy staring out the shotgun window. You parked and reached over, picking up the wiggling ball of fur. He excitedly licked your face and let out little yaps.

"Shh, shh, we have to stay quiet. You're a surprise."

The little puppy only panted in response and continued wiggling around in your arms.

"Sammy?" you called, tip-toeing around the bunker.

"Y/n? What's up?"

"I have something for you," you said, smiling down at the little pup. Soon you heard the footsteps of Sam came to meet you.

"Is that-?"

"A puppy!" You gently handed the lab to Sam. His hard features melted into a long lost smile as the puppy put his paws on Sam's shoulders and licked under his chin.

"Oh my God, you're so cute." Sam kneeled down to the floor and let the puppy loose. The little lab ran circles around you two and barked happily. Soon, the puppy ran off to explore the bunker and you heard the chuckle from Dean as the lab found him.

"Surprise!" you giggled, wrapping your arms around Sam. He melted into your touch.

"What for? It's not even close to any of our birthdays."

"I- I- It's for-"

"For what?" Sam pressed.

"I noticed, Sammy!" you blurted out. "The depression. I noticed you not eating, crying in the silence of the night, frequent showers, and your smile that I love so much was missing."

Sam's features turned shadowed and distant.

"I wanted to help you, because I love you!" You snuggled next to Sam. "I wanted to let you know that I wouldn't be able to live without you. If you were gone," you choked, "I don't know what I would do. You're so important to me, to Dean, and to everyone we save. You have saved so many people, don't think yourself any less. You're a hero, Sam! You don't need to fight your inner demons by yourself."

"Y/n, I-" A tear rolled down his cheek.

"You're not alone, Sammy. I care and I love you. When all of this is over, I will still be here and so will you. If you need any help, you need only ask." You turned to face him, you two were still on your knees. Giving him a smile you leaned over and hugged him. He relaxed immediately and returned the hug, holding you tight. "I'm going to say this once again, you're important to all if us."

The puppy raced back to where you were kneeling and crawled between you, reaching up to lick your chins. You and Sam pulled away and laughed, immediately the bunker brightened. You wiped away your tears and Sam followed suit.

"Thank you so much, Y/n."

"Only the best for the one I love."

Sam wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer, kissing you passionately on the lips.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

I just wanted to say to anybody who reads this book and is feeling depressed that you are not alone. People will help if you ask. More people will understand than you think.

I understand. I have been through what you are going through. I'm here whenever you need to talk.

You are loved, people do care. You will have a bright future, you could go to college, you could marry and have kids! Make happiness your goal, live for your goal. There is always something to live for.

Put down the knives, razors, or burners. Pick up something that you love to do... Read a chapter of one of your favorite books, write a chapter on one of your books, listen to upbeat music. Surround yourself with friends, join a club, make new friends!

If you feel self-conscious just know that there is someone who loves you for who you are. So put away that scale and put away the measuring tapes.

Honestly, I don't care if you are fat, ugly, or anything you THINK you are. I KNOW you are beautiful! I may not be able to meet you, but I am able to be your friend. I only care that you are happy. You can let all your struggles out through me, I will help you with them. Feel free to message me anytime, here is some contact info below...

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