Supernatural Imagines

Sam X reader--As Long as I'm with you

Imagine having a deep conversation with Sam.

You lay on your side with Sam curled around you. His arms are wrapped around your waist and his nose is snuggled into your neck. The two of you had been talking for hours and were only now just settling down.

"Sam?" you ask softly.

"Mm?" he mumbles into your skin.

"What's your worst fear? I mean other than clowns."

He shifts and exhales as he ponders his fears.

"There's a lot of things. Like for one, losing you or Dean. Or anyone I love. That probably my worst worst fear but I'm scared of plenty of stuff, just like any ordinary person."

"Like what?"

"Well, I'm always scared that I'll be stuck hunting until my death. My real death, I mean. I'm also worried that I'll never have a real life and a real family. It seems that every time I get close, I somehow get pulled back into this life."

"Are you afraid of death?"

"I used to be. But then I just accepted it for what it is. I'm not scared of it, I'm just not ready for it. What about you? Have you ever been afraid of death?"

You shake your head. "Even when I was little, I never thought of it as something to fear. I understood that it had to happen eventually and I just wished I could go peacefully. I think I've been more afraid of others people's deaths than my own."

Sam kisses your neck and whispers, "I never knew that about you."

"I never told anyone. It wasn't something anyone wanted to talk about."  You think for a second before asking, "Did you change your mind about death after you had already died a few times or...?"

He chuckles. "No, I had accepted it back before I left for Stanford." He pauses. "Are you ok? Why are you asking all this?"

You roll over to look him in the eyes. You cup his face in your hand and whisper, "I just always wondered these things about you. Even though I know you both so well, I can't always tell what your thinking. You guys always seem so fearless, but there's something behind your eyes that glimmers through sometimes. A little fear. A little sadness. And I just thought I should make sure you were really ok."

He smiles and leans forwards, connecting his lips to yours. He holds the back of your head in his hand as he pulls away slowly. "I'm fine, as long as I'm with you."