You wake up one morning, feeling well rested. You smell something...what is it?! Eggs?! Bacon?! Nope...it smells like cinnamon! 'I wonder who's cooking..' You thought. You stumble out of bed, slip on your favorite pair of slippers and head down the hall.
You stop by Dean's room first. "Morning Dean!" you have a huge smile on your face.
"Morning, Princess." he says drowsy like.
You cringe at the 'princess' part. "Please don't call me 'Princess'." You tell him, miffed.
"Sorry, Cupcake." Dean says with a grin, you roll your eyes.
'What is up with Dean and nicknames?' You shake it off and head farther down the hall towards the kitchen, the smell intensifying.
You walk in and see Sam pulling cinnamon rolls out of the oven. He places them on the stove and slams the oven door closed.
"Morning, Sam! I see you've made cinnamon rolls for breakfast!" You say excitedly.
Sam flashes you a dainty smile, "Morning (Y/N), Yes I've made cinnamon rolls. None for me thought, I made them for you and Dean."
You have a small conversation with Sam for a few minutes. You then reach out and grab a cinnamon roll, warm. You loved warm cinnamon rolls.
"DEAN! BREAKFAST!" You shout, hearing your voice echo throughout the bunker. You hear heavy footsteps, indicating that Dean is running towards the kitchen.
"Cinnamon rolls! Thanks Sammy!" Dean says slapping Sam on the shoulder. You were standing in front of them so Dean pushes you to the side.
"Dean, what the hell! Have some respect!" You snap.
Dean chuckles, "Sorry, Cupcake. Guys first."
You clear your throat, "I believe it's ladies first." You say nudging him to the side. Dean pouts and you laugh. "You're such a child sometimes, go ahead. I've already grabbed one." You inform him. His face suddenly lit up and he goes to grab a few of them.
You take a bite and savor the taste. "Sam, these are delicious!" You say pointing at the cinnamon roll.
"Thanks (Y/N)!" he smiles at you.
"You should have one!" You tell him.
"I'll pass. I'm having a protein shake." Sam shows you the shake next to him on the desk.
"Wow, Sam. Thank you for the cinnamon rolls!" You say and walk back to your room.
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(A/N)
Sorry if you find this imagine rather tedious. I had no idea what to write about, felt rather sad this evening so I decided to write some. I really do enjoy writing Sam Imagines so I'm going to continue! It would be great if you'd send me some requests. Let me know what you think about Sammy Imagines, I'd love to hear what you think! Thanks!
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Sam Winchester Imagines
FanfictionJust a few imagines I thought of and thought I'd share. These are for the Sam girls out there! I know I enjoy reading Sam imagines so I thought this would be fun to do. I hope you enjoy! (i do not own the supernatural characters)
