Supernatural Oneshots

Boy Troubles - Part 1/2 (Sam x Reader)

Just for the sake of this story, Sam does not meet Jess.  I have nothing against Jess, it's just for the story.  Onward!

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"Selfish little jerk," you muttered as you sniffled softly.

You just found out that your boyfriend was cheating on you.  He hadn't responded to your calls so you thought maybe he was sick, so you went to his house.  When you walked inside you saw him and another girl making out on the couch.  You had quickly gotten their attention, told him that you were done, and slammed the door when you left.

Now you were here, walking back to your dorm room at night.

You were going to college at Stanford, and had made many new friends.  Your best friend, however, was a sweet boy with slightly shaggy brown hair and beautiful hazel eyes.  His name was Sam Winchester.

You two had met on the first day of college when he accidentally bumped into you, causing you to stumble and drop your things.  He had immediately apologized and helped you pick up your books and such, introducing himself when you finished.

You two then found out that you had much of the same classes together, so he walked you to class as you two chatted along the way.  You've been great friends ever since.

You finally made it back to your dorm that you shared with (f/n).  You unlocked the door as quietly as you could because you figured that she would be asleep.  You stepped inside and closed the door carefully before turning around.

You jumped slightly when you saw (f/n) sitting on the couch, looking at you.

"Geez, (f/n)!  You almost gave me a heart attack!" you said.

She stood up and crossed her arms expectantly.  "Where have you been?  I tried to call your cell phone but you didn't answer."

You opened and closed your mouth like a fish out of water, trying to come up with an answer but not getting one.  You sighed, "It was nothing, all right?  Look, I'm really tired and just wanna go to bed."

(F/n) uncrossed her arms and let out a small huff.  She gave you a small smile, "Fine, go ahead.  But we're gonna talk in the morning, okay?"

You nodded before going to the bathroom down the hall from your dorm.  You took a quick shower and put your pajamas on before you did your normal nightly routine. You went back to your dorm room and flopped onto your bed.  You glanced over at (f/n), who was lying in her bed with her back facing you, before shifting to a more comfortable position and closing your eyes.

You tried to go to sleep, but the events from earlier rushed back to you, making you tear up as a knot formed in your throat.  You pressed the side of your face into your pillow to try to muffle the sobs and hiccups.

Suddenly, a soft light flooded the room as (f/n) turned on a lamp.  "(Y/n)?" she asked.  She then noticed that you were crying and rushed over to you, sitting on the side of your bed as she asked in a panic, "(Y/n)?!  What's wrong?  What happened?"

You just shook your head and buried your face into the pillow beneath you, unwilling to talk as you continued to cry.

(F/n) took out her phone and dialed a number.  She pressed it against her ear and waited as she rubbed your forearm gently.

"Sam?  Hey, it's (f/n)," she said.  Something was mumbled on the other side of the line.  "Yeah, I'm sorry for calling you so late, but I need you to come over as fast as you can."  More mumbling.  "Because something's wrong with (y/n)."  It was silent for a moment before rustling and more mumbling could be heard from the other side of the line.  "Okay.  Thanks, Sam."  She ended the call.

It was no more than three minutes later when you heard a knock on the dorm door.  (F/n) rushed off to answer it before walking back into your shared bedroom with Sam hot on her heels.

Sam was at your side in an instant when he heard your sobs.  "Hey, hey, what's wrong?" he asked as he ran his fingers through your soft hair.  You didn't answer.

"Um," (f/n) began as she swayed from foot to foot, "I think I'll just go to (f/b/n)'s [friend's boyfriend's name] for the night so you guys can talk in private.  Please help her, Sam."

Sam glanced over his shoulder and nodded.  Once (f/n) left, Sam moved his gaze back to you.  "(Y/n), please tell me what happened.  I can't help you if you won't tell me."

You squinted your eyes open so you could look at him, though your vision was blurry from tears.  "He was cheating on me..." you mumbled through hiccups.

Sam's face was blank for a second before he finally understood what you meant.  He carefully climbed into bed with you and let you snuggle up to his chest as your body shook with more sobs.

"I'm so sorry," he said softly.  He wrapped his arms securely around you and rubbed your back, trying to soothe you.  "He was a dick from the beginning, anyway."

You let out a soft giggle through your hiccups.  Sam wiped away your tears with his thumb as you began to calm down.  You sniffled a few more times before settling into his chest.

"Thank you, Sam," you mumbled.

"For what?"

You looked up at him and gave him a small smile, "For being there for me.  For simply being my best friend."

Sam smiled and nuzzled his face into your hair.  "You don't have to thank me for that.  Just go to sleep.  We'll do something fun tomorrow."

You hummed in acknowledgement before your breaths became slow and even.  Sam kissed your head and whispered, "Goodnight, (y/n)..."