Imagine the way season 1 Sam looked for this. I also wrote a smut for Sam, but Wattpad made it private so if you want to read it you'll have to follow me. I posted it a while back.
I open the door to the library, the smell of old books and dust hitting my nose as soon as I step in. The school library is a place that 4/5 people in our school avoid and probably don't even know about. During lunch, I usually spend my time here. After school, I spend hours cooked up in this place. It's pretty large, filled with over 20,000 books. It would take 3 minutes to walk to the other end of the room. I'm here so often that the librarians have even given me a spare key.
"Hi Mrs Anderson" I greet the fifty year old librarian with a smile and a wave. She's the head librarian who recently got divorced because her husband had a gambling problem. She's really sweet. She smiles back at me and goes back to reading her copy of 'Pride and Prejudice'.
I walk past the tall book cases, only seeing one person in the Mistery section. I take a seat at a table in the far corner, surrounded by Classic Novel books. It's the table I usually sit at.
As I take out my copy of 'Plague' by Michael Grant, I feel rather than see someone standing at the other end of my table. I've been sitting here for the past two years, so I do like to claim it as mine. I look up from the book, seeing a tall brown haired boy smiling at me shyly.
"Do you mind if I sit here? I've seen you sitting here by yourself every day for the past year, reading different novels and lately those series and you always seem so engrossed in them. Do you mind telling me what these books are about and your favourite characters?" The boy asks, a shy yet cute smile appearing on his face. I can't believe what he just said.
I smile in surprise and nod, setting my book aside. I watch him as he takes a seat out, and out of the corner of my eye, I see Mrs Anderson giving me a smile. "What's your name?" I ask him, tracing random patterns on the oak desk with the tip of my finger. He sets his bag down, taking out his own copy of 'Gone' which is the first book in the series I'm currently reading.
"I'm Sam Winchester. And you are?" He answers, smiling at me a little more confidently. He actually went ahead and bough his own copy of the books? I never knew someone could be influenced so much by my choice of books.
"I'm (Y/F/N). Did you really go and get your own set of books just because you saw me smiling while reading them?" I ask incredulously, still finding it a little hard to believe. He looks down at the old table, getting a little flustered. "Yeah, I did..." He trails off, looking up at me from underneath his lashes.
He's so cute holy shit. I admit, I think I may have seen him walking around with a blonde girl a few times before. But I never really paid much attention to them. Although I think they might be dating.
To relieve him from the blushing storm he's been sporting, I start up the conversation. "My favourite character throughout the series would have to be Diana Ladris"
~Time Skip 2 hours~
I finish explaining my elaborate theory of what the FAYZ actually is, with a small smile on my lips. "(Y/N)? I'm leaving now. Make sure you lock up after you leave please." Mrs Anderson calls cheerfully from the desk near us. She's been tidying the books up while me and Sam were discussing them.
I nod at her and call a quick 'good night' before turning back to Sam. His face is a mixture of surprise and adoration. "What?" I ask, starting to feel a little bit uncomfortable. Maybe there's something on my face? No, he'd tell me, I'm sure.
He shakes his head slightly, smiling just so you can see the tip of his straight teeth. "How come she gave you the keys to this place? And did you know that you look cute when you talk about something that you're passionate about?" He asks, a slight blush creeping up his neck again. I swear to god I've never seen anyone blush so much in such a short period of time.
"I've been coming here every day for the past two years, lunch and after school, so she's grown used to me and trusts me with the keys and such. And thanks, I guess" I smile, now it's my turn to turn scarlet.
"Would you maybe want to hang out sometime?" He asks all of a sudden, eyes tingling with uncertainty and hope. Did he just ask me on a date? But what about the girl? Maybe they're just friends? I ought to ask, at least.
"I'd love to. But I've seen you walking around with this blonde girl and I just want to make sure that-" I get cut off with him shaking his head and putting the copy of his book back in his bag smoothly.
"Me and Jess are just good friends. I wouldn't think of her in any other way. So, here after school?" He informs me, standing up and looking down at me. Only now do I notice that he's really freaking tall. Like, no joke. He could probably reach the top of the shelf no bother.
"Of course, see you then" I say softly with a smile, watching him as he turns around and walks out of the old library.
This could be the start of something new.
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Supernatural Imagines/Preferences
FanfictionA bunch of Supernatural Imagines/Preferences I write when I'm bored. These will include Sam, Dean, Castiel, Gabriel, Lucifer, Crowley, Kevin & Charlie. Warnings: smut/fluff/frequent swearing First person POV Requests are open! Just comment or messa...