The Winchesters. On hold

At Home with Sam

Michelle's POV
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"Ugh I am sooo going to murder my sister!" I yelled as I slammed the door behind me.

"I think some paint got in my eyes."
I turned to Sam, he was rubbing his eye.

"Wait,hold on,don't mess with it-oh crap not again." I said as I saw blood running down Sam's face.

Sam look down at his hand -red
He took a deep breath, and  curse  quietly under his breath.
"Here sit down." I motion him to the chair.
I skipped to the kitchen I washed my face removing all the make up and grabbed a rag,I look throughout the cabinets to find the first aid kits' alcohol. Damn all out.

I walked back to Sam
"All I have is this bottle of Vodka." I said showing him the bottle.

"Oh uh.... That's fine... I didn't know you drink."

"I don't, my sister does and you don't know what it feels like having to take care of her when she has a hangover." I joked as I dabbed the rag on his head.

Clenching his hands he said "Do you know what it feels like having a drunk brother?"

"Not really but I know how annoying they can get."

He look at me confused.

"I have three half brothers and two sisters
, I'm the oldest, and it's soo much pressure."

Sam laughed then he hissed.

"Oh sorry I wasn't paying attention."

"Its fine" he smiled
I place the last stitch on he head
"There you go."

"Thanks, you are really good at this." He said rubbing the back of his neck his cheek turning slight pink.

"Runs in the family."I said proudly. I stared into his hazel eyes, my ears were on fire I quickly looked away.

"Michelle..."

I look at him. He placed his hand on the back of my neck and slowly pulled me closer to him, my heart was pounding out of my chest. He tilted his head, I closed my eyes.

Our lips barely touch

*RING RING*

We both pulled away (sorry :P) blushing.

Sam reached into his back pocket and pulled out his phone.

"Hello?"

Hey Sam

"Excuse me for a moment,Michelle." Sam said with a smile.
I smiled back and watch him walk to the kitchen. I sat there amazed, he was going to kiss me.

"Dean, I got paint all over me." I heard Sam in the kitchen.

Oh gosh I forgot,I went upstairs to my bedroom and I change my clothes. Then I look through my drawers on grabbed my ex-fiancé clothes, I think this will fit him. I held the clothes tightly, remembering all the memories  I had with him when he wore these clothes.
I snapped back out of my thoughts and ran downstairs.

"Right Dean." Sam said sarcastically as I walked into the kitchen.
Sam put  his phone in his back pocket and look at me surprise.

"Oh Michelle......how long have you been standing there?" He said, cheeks turning pink again.

"Not long" I said walking up to him

"Oh"

"Um... H-here's some clothes you can b-borrow until you get your clothes clean." I handed him Drake's clothes,
"The bathroom is down the hallway to the right."