#6 Sam

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You shiver slightly in your bed. You sigh, well the best you can sigh while your teeth are chattering. You glanced at the clock seeing the bright numbers gleam back at you reading; 7:46 a.m. You wrap yourself in a blanket, grumbling
"It's always like the fucking Arctic Circle in here."
You pad lightly into the kitchen, hoping there was some hot chocolate mix to warm you up. You waddled into the kitchen only to see you weren't the only one up. A moose was sitting at the counter sipping coffee. Sam chuckled lightly and said
"You cold?"
"Yes, it's like a fucking freezer in here."
Sam stood up and walked over to you.
"Here."
He said while pulling off his sweatshirt and put it over your head. You looked down, the sweatshirt stopped just below your knees. You blushed, then said a quiet thank you.

Yes, you had a crush on Sam. Yes, you pretty much loved him from day one. Also yes, Dean had found out and was teasing you about it.
"Y/N?"
Sam asked as he pulled you out of your daydream.
"Y-yeah?"
"You okay? You look a little flushed? Maybe it is cold in here let me turn the heat up."
He walks away. You laugh quietly at how oblivious he was. A cat call came from behind you making you jump. You spin around to see Dean smirking while looking at Sam's sweatshirt that hung on your body loosely.

"Shut up, Dean."
You muttered.
"Y/N, you are killing me here. Just tell him. I'm sure he'll share the same feelings."
"Whatever, Dean."
You sad bluntly while looking for some hot chocolate mix, only to find none. Coffee was the next best thing. You poured yourself a cup, ignoring Dean while he kept rambling.

Sam walked back in and sat back at his spot at the counter. I say to break the awkward tension
"So do we have any hunts?"
"Nope, maybe it would be good to have a day off. Haven't had one in a while."
"Well I'm going to clean baby then probably go to the bar. See you two love birds later. And if you hook up no sex on the table please!"

'Dean!' I mentally scream at him. 'I'm so going to get him back for that.' I turn back to Sam only to see he shares the same embarrassed expression. He stands up abruptly and says
"Well I'm going to go work out. Yell if you need me."

Then there was me standing alone in the kitchen. Rubbing my temples with my fingertips. I decide that having a lazy would be great. I head back to my room and pop (fav movie) into the DVD player. I cuddle up in my blankets and sigh happily.

Time skip brought to you by Sam's shoe that he never found~~

After the movie ended you decided to ask Sam if he wanted to join you. You walk to his room, lightly knock on his door. He opens and boom there he is without a shirt on. You inhaled a breath sharply while your eyes widening. He smiles, his dimples deepening while saying,
"Yeah, Y/N?"
"Oh um I wanted to um ask you if you wanted to w-watch a movie with me?"
"Sure that would be great just let me get changed. I'll be in your room in a few."
You walked back to your room fast. Brushing through your hair and slipping on some shorts. You sat on your bed waiting for him. Samsquatch soon came in, but with some snacks in his arms.
"Thought we could use something to munch on."
You put a movie in and snuggled in your blankets next to Sam.
"By the way your sweatshirt is extremely comfortable."
"Good, you can keep it."
"W-what? No really that's okay. I'll give it back I-"
"Y/N, I want you to have it."
"Oh. Well then thank you."
You didn't really pay attention to the movie. You were focused on how close you were to Sam.

The movie ended, but you didn't notice. Sam didn't either he was too busy looking at how cute you looked in his sweatshirt. In that moment something clicked. Sam leaned in while hooking two fingers on your chin and turning your head. That's when Sam's lips connected with yours.

Sparks flew like crazy and so did the butterflies in your stomach. You pulled away breathless and smiling like a goofball. In a fairness so was Sam. Sam confessed
"I love you, Y/N L/N."
"I love you more, Sam Winchester."
"I love you most."
And with that Sam leaned in again pressing his lips softly to yours.

A/N

Just a Sam imagine for all you Sam lovers (I'm one of them)
Love you guys!
~Baylee~

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