* imagine Sam giving you his jacket because you were cold and he realizes how cute you look in it.
"Alright we're here." Sam said turning the key on the Impala. Dean was sick and Cas was taking care of him. We stepped out of the car and was hit with a cold breeze. It was 10 degrees Fahrenheit and I didn't bring a jacket, yay a me. I'm so smart.
I tried to hide my shivers as we walked to the barn, machetes in hand. We had been tracking a Vamps nest for a couple of days until we finally figured out where it is, thanks to Sam's geniusness. I shivered again and Sam turned to me. "Where's your jacket?" We stopped walking and I was trying not to shiver, and failing at that. "Sorry mom."
Sam pauses and stares at me. He hands me his machete and starts to take his jacket off. I open my mouth to protest but he reaches over and closes it. His touch is warming.
He hands me his jacket and I slip it on, the tip of my machete barely poking out of the arm holes. The jacket ended just past my butt. Sam starts giggling until he breaks out into a loud laugh. "What?!" I ask getting annoyed. "You look so adorable, like a little kid." He giggles as he speaks.
"Shut up and kiss me already." I smirk as Sam takes me in his arms and plants a soft kiss onto my lips. "I love you Sam Winchester." "I love you too y/n y/l."
A/n
Hey-o it's Deanm0n spitting a story at cha. I have ideas I never fully progress until my buddy came along and asked if I wanted to be a part of her story so I am now deal with it hope you little angels or devils have a great night or morning or afternoon whatever time it is PEACE
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Supernatural Imagines #1
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