You Found Me |Sam Winchester| [2015 Wattys Winner]

36. Message Received

**Caution: this chapter may cause some triggers. Please be aware. I didn't realize this was necessary until someone advised me to. I apologize for my idiocy of not recognizing it sooner.**

36. Message Received

Rude awakenings were not my thing, so I was pretty irritated when a headache was the reason I got up the following morning. I opened my eyes blearily, aware that I was still lying next to Sam. I breathed through my nose, stretching my legs under the covers. Surprisingly, I wasn't hurting all over. That could change when I started moving.

I shifted my head and looked up to be met with soft eyes. Blush crept into my cheeks.

"Hey you," I crooned, stroking the side of his face. "You just get up?"

"Been awake," he told me.

"So you've been watching me sleep?" I gasped in fake horror. "Creep."

"I didn't want to get up and wake you."

I rolled my eyes and stretched my arms out in front of me.

"So, how'd you sleep?"

"Like a baby." I nuzzled his neck. "I'm guessing you didn't."

"I wanted to. I thought I would, but I didn't."

"That's definitely not healthy for you with your line of work." I laughed to myself. "Maybe I didn't do a thorough enough job last night. I'll work on it."

"Huh. Well, that must mean I did something right if you went out so fast."

"You don't think it was too soon, do you?"

"To do what?"

"This. I mean..."

"It was gonna happen sooner or later, Kota."

I sighed. "But this soon? I don't know..."

"So, what you're saying is that you regret last night."

"I regret the alcohol, not you." I pecked him on the cheek. "Just—next time, let's not get under the influence. We don't have to in order to have a fun time."

I squealed as his fingers trailed along exposed skin. He took my mouth in his, and I crawled my way up to lay on his chest. His hands ran through my hair affectionately while mine molded around his neck. I could feel my heart thumping rapidly against my ribs.

Like I said, I didn't regret him, just the alcohol.

"I better hit the shower," I mused once I pulled away.

"Mind if I join?" He looked at me, hopeful.

I laughed. "Yes, I would mind, actually. So no, but thanks for offering. Some other time maybe." I gave him a lingering kiss before climbing off him and landing my feet on the floor. I didn't feel as embarrassed as I could have, standing in the room, nude. Well, for one thing, the blinds weren't pulled in the room. And besides, he was used to the sight. So really, why would I have to be ashamed?

"You sure?" I took one step before his hands found my waist, his breath puffing against my neck.

"The whole point of a shower is to be clean." I almost melted into him as he attacked my neck, picking on some of the bruising areas from last night. I gathered my will power and gently gave him a shove backwards. I shook my head at him as he made some very animalistic noises. My body temperature spiked.