Supernatural Imagines

I Don't Dance-SamXReader

No, this one-shot is not based off of the Lee Brice song "I Don't Dance." I just went some where and it gave me this idea, and I feel like making it a Sam one. (It's not exactly romantic either BTW, you just happen to be in a relationship together)

You and your boyfriend Sam walk into a small business in a random little town in northern Ohio. This place was known around town for promoting a healthy lifestyle. Sam didn't know what you were going to do, but this was your favorite way to work out. You had been doing it ever since you were little, before your father died and you began to hunt with the Winchesters. 

While you went to ask where the class was taking place, Sam decided to grab him and yourself some bottled water, seeing as though you forgot your own. 

Walking to a back room, Sam looks at you in confusion, and you just give him a face that said 'Wait and see.'

Nearing the room, Sam sees the sign and his eyes widen in shock and horror.

"Y/N, you know that I don't dance! There is no way that I am doing Zumba." 

"Oh, come on Sam, just try it, you might like it. That's what happened to me."

After a moment of hesitation, Sam finally agreed to go. A trial class was free, and knowing that you wouldn't be returning because you and the guys were going to be heading back to the bunker the next morning, you didn't bother to sign up.

"Hi! My name is Kristi and I'm the instructor of this class. I don't think I've ever seen you here before." A bubbly young woman said.

"Yeah, my name is Y/N and this is Sam, we're just passing through and wanted to try something new for our workout." you say.

"Okay, well, all you have to do is mimic the moves that I do. If you get lost don't worry, just follow the people around you. It's meant to be fun though, just remember that."

"Thank you." Sam said. 

Soon enough the class was in swing and Sam didn't enjoy it at first, but before you knew it, he was smiling and getting into the workout, just like you knew he would.

At the end of the hour, Sam was sweating, but also smiling. You both said thank you to the instructor and walked out to the Impala, which you had somehow managed to get Dean to let you borrow it.

"That was awesome!" Sam exclaimed.

"I knew you would like it." I say. "But what happened to the fact that you don't dance?"

"Okay, so maybe I do a little." he chuckled.

Okay, so yes, I understand that this was short, but I just got out of my first Zumba class and I loved it. The entire time I was just imagining Sam next to me and yeah, it lead to this. -J