Asleep. (Sam Imagine)

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Your favorite moments, you decided, were when you and Sam were alone in the library, researching some case or just reading for fun. You'd sit on opposite sides of the table, noses in books and coffee mugs in arm's reach at all times, for hours and hours on end, occasionally muttering a few sentances to each other, perhaps a joke that would set off silent giggles for a long time afterward, perhaps asking if the other was done with their joe yet, did they want another cup? Most of the afternoons, and often late nights, would pass in near complete silence.

Occasionally, you'd fall asleep in your chair, and you'd wake up hours later to find that someone had dropped you off in your bed, going so far as to tuck you in. You'd smile to yourself and at Sam the next time you saw him, but neither of you ever brought it up.

There was one time that the situation reversed, and you came back into the library from a bathroom break to find a shaggy haired Sam asleep on a pile of books, snoring softly and looking generally like a giant puppy. That thought had you struggling to stay quiet as you giggled.

Given that it would've been completely impossible for you to pick him up without serious injury to one or both of you, you settled for simply finding the softest pillow and cuddliest blanket you could and wrapping him in them. The fact that he didn't do more than grunt quietly and pull the blanket closer proved to you that he needed the sleep, and, seeing that he was out so deeply, you got a little brave and leaned forward, pressing a gentle kiss to his temple and whispering, "'Night, Sammy."

Sam woke up a few hours later, and smiled when he saw you, going slightly pink. Neither of you said anything about it.

A few days later, you got brave again. You left a note on Sam's side of the table with his name on it that read simply, "You're a cute sleeper."

A few days after that, you got one back that said, "You are too."

Neither of you talked about it, but now you sat on the same side of the table. And Sam became your favorite pillow.


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