The Drunk Confession

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You had chugged 6 beers and you were already drunk as drunk can get. Sam only had a few because he knew he had to drive you home. 

"Y/N, let's go home. I think you've had enough to drink."

*slurred*

"You're so thoughtful Sam."

*turns to the bartender*

"He's so thoughtful and cute. His dimples are to die for. C'mon Sam. Show 'em your dimples."

Sam was so embarrassed and he didn't know that you had feelings for him. But he smiled anyway trying not to be rude. 

The bartender smiled and laughed at how you were in love with his dimples

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The bartender smiled and laughed at how you were in love with his dimples.

"They're definitely cute."

"All right, Y/N, let's get you home and in bed."

"But Sam, we haven't even danced yet!" Your drunk self began to whine.

"Y/N, you're drunk. We are not dancing. C'mon. Dean is waiting for us."

"Fineeee. Whatever mom." You say sarcastically. 

He grabs you by the arm and the bartender laughs.

"Have fun with her, Sam."

"Yeah. Right."

He starts walking you to the door and he helps you get into the Impala. Dean let him drive it to come get you. You were in the front seat with your head against the window. 

"Sam, I love you so much. I want to have a life with you."

He turns towards you and stares at you in awe and confusion.

He turns towards you and stares at you in awe and confusion

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"What?"

"Sammy Winchester, I love you."

"You're drunk, Y/N." He said not believing the words that just escaped your mouth.

He starts the Impala and drives you home. You fall asleep on the way home and he carries you inside. He lays you on his bed in the motel and Dean was already asleep. He takes a shower and climbs in bed with you. He hopes and prays that you really meant what you said. And that you'll remember it tomorrow. 

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