Sorry this is so short, it is kinda obvious where this one goes so there isn't much I can do. Oops. Warning; Very slight smut, some Cursing and possible trigger warning.
"It's not funny!" You screamed at your gigantic boyfriend.
"Yeah it is! Your a shorty!" He laughed some more.
"No I'm not!" You screamed, growing upset.
"Oh, yeah, yeah, you're right. You're not short- you're fun sized!" He laughed harder, doubling over. You were hurt. You were supper self conscious about being only 5'2", and your 6'4" tall boyfriend wasn't helping. You loved Sam, but he was really hurting your feelings.
"I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU! I HATE YOU!" You screamed, and his laughter grinder to a halt. You ran to your room in the bunker. He stood, frozen in shock. You slammed and locked the door, before curling up in a ball on your bed. Tears flooded your eyes. Why would he say something like that? You heard knocking on the metal door as he tried to get in.
"Y/n? It's me! I think we should talk about this!" He yelled through the door. You didn't move. Sam silently prayed to Cas. Cas showed up.
"Any chance you can get me on the other side of that door?" He asked. Castiel nodded, and flew Sam through. He immediately left.
"Look, I don't know why you're upset. I love your height." He wrapped his arms around you, sitting close to you.
"Why? I can't do anything! I'm too short!" Sam laughed his perfect laugh.
"No, you're not. You being short is great!" He insisted.
"Oh yeah, why? Name one reason!" You demanded.
"Well, there's sex. I can lift you up with ease," he kisses your cheek, "I have full control over your body," You look up at him and he kisses you, but between kisses he says, "And you look so fucking sexy, that I can't help myself." You smile, and lean over to be on top of him.
"Then why are we just sitting here?" You smirk.
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Supernatural Imagines
FanfictionI got sent some photos from friends, all were imagines, and decided to try it out. Thanks! Love you!
