Unexpected (Samifer)

House Tour, Very Classy

Sam's house ^^^^

(Lucifer's POV)

Wow. His house looks amazing.

Dean starts jumping up and down. "I can't wait to show you the house Lucifer! You're gonna love it!" He starts running to the front door, dragging Sam and I along with him.

We walked in and I immediately felt at home, except I don't feel this comfortable at my house. I wish my house was this nice, maybe then I wouldn't have to worry about everyone having their own space.

Dean starts running in circles around me. He showed me the kitchen first. "Sammy always makes me breakfast here and I help him make dinner. It's cool, we have lots of cool food to cook." Opens the refrigerator and pulls out a Sunny D. "Do you want one?"

I nod and he hands me one. The kitchen was modern and warm colored. It was a decent size, big enough for five people to be in there at the same time and not bump into each other.

"Now we're going to the living room. I like to come in here and watch movies when Uncle Bobby is here. It's fun to come in here with my cousin Jo too."

"That's cool Dean. Does Jo play with you when she's here?" The living room is cozy and has a decent sized television. There is a sectional and a little play area for Dean. The downstairs bathroom was basic, obviously hardly ever used.

"My and Sammy's rooms are upstairs."

We walk up the stairs and the first room was a guest bedroom, something about it made me feel like I was at home, the whole house felt like this, but it was especially strong here.

Dean was very happy to show me his room second, he was so excited that he showed me all of his cars. I thought his race car bed was especially cool.

The third door was a bathroom. It was elegant to say the least. It had a shower in one corner and the biggest bathtub I've ever seen in another.

Sam's bedroom was last. I was awestruck. There was a 70 inch television on one side with an X-Box and a Playstation 4. He had a king sized bed, a sofa, an en suite bathroom, and shelves filled with games.

We all stayed in there playing different games until Sam needed to make dinner. He went downstairs while Dean and I stayed in his room playing Mario Cart. I offered to help, but Sam said that I was a guest and didn't need to do anything to help.

He also told me, "I hope Dean doesn't make a mess. He always finds a new and interesting way to eat spaghetti."

"I enjoyed eating dinner with you guys, it was more comfortable and enjoyable than eating dinner at my house."

Dean of course, made a complete mess, so he wore himself out playing with his food. After we cleaned up, he and Sam went upstairs so Dean could take a bath.

Sam said it would take quite some time, so I looked at the pictures around the house while they were gone. In the first one I saw, there was a beautiful blonde woman and a fairly handsome man with a baby. As I walked through the halls, I realized they must be Sam and his parents, as they were in most of the pictures. I stopped in front of a picture of Sam holding a then baby Dean and looking at his father questioningly. Their father was looking at the ground, his face showing pure pain and heartbreak. The next picture was of the funeral for Sam and Dean's mom. Sam looked very solemn, more solemn than any 10 year old should look, and his father was next to him holding Dean. The three of them were among a group of people, but none of them looked nearly as saddened as Sam and his father. The next few pictures I see are happier. Dean learning to crawl, his first birthday, Sam's eleventh birthday, and Dean's first steps. Dean and Sam are a few feet apart and Sam is holding his arms out for Dean. The last picture is once again sad. Sam and Dean are at another funeral, seemingly their dad's. Dean was next to Sam, holding his hand, while Sam is standing next to a man who looks almost regretful. I was sad that all of this seemed to happen at once. I turned around and walked back to the kitchen. I got myself a glass of water and sat down just as Sam walked into the door.

"Hey, sorry to keep you waiting so long."

"It's fine, I know how little brothers can get sometimes."

"How many do you have?"

I took a drink of my water, "Two, and an older brother."

"That's cool, what are their names?"

"Gabriel and Castiel are my younger brothers and Michael is my older brother. I'd love to talk more, but I gotta go, I'll see you tomorrow." I give Sam a hug and start walking toward the door.

"Do you want me to give you a ride?"

"Uh, sure, if you don't mind."

"Not at all, you ready?"

"I just need to get my bag." I went into the living room and grabbed it. "Alright, let's go."

We got on his motorcycle and I gave him directions to my house. He parks so I get off and turn around.

"Thanks for everything today, it was pretty fun." I turn back around to walk into the house.

"Wait!"

I look back at Sam who has gotten off his motorcycle, "Did I do something wrong?"

He laughs, then pouts. "Yeah you didn't give me a goodbye kiss."

I don't think I've ever blushed harder. "That's only required if we were on a date, which we weren't."

He chuckles, "Very classy, Lucifer."

"Of course, I'm a classy lady, you must buy me dinner before we do anything." I laugh at my own joke and he joins in.

"I'll take that into consideration. I'll see you tomorrow." He kisses me on the cheek and I blush again. He moves closer to my ear and whispers, "You're cute when you blush, you should do it more often." He turned around immediately and gets on his motorcycle, "See you tomorrow." He winks at me and leaves.

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Another chapter done!