Guardian Angel

ten.

Andy POV

It has been one hour since we've gotten 'home'.

Dean fell asleep forty five minutes ago, Sam is still rolling around trying to get comfortable.

I have checked the front door four times, the library twice and any major access to either of their rooms six times.

Thirty minutes later, Sam finally falls asleep.

I go into his room and watch him, he sleeps peacefully for the most part. Every now and then his brows will furrow, his body will twitch and he will mumble something.

I admire his features, something I know I shouldn't do.

The way his hair is laid wild on his pillow and how his lips are parted slightly.

His lips are so kissable.

He was, to no surprise, my first kiss. It was everything I had ever heard about. The butterflies, the spark, the everything. It was there.

He is so beautiful.

Andy, snap out of it. You can't fall for him. You just got your grace back, you have to hold firm until he gets better.

But then I lose my thoughts into his breathing.

Watching his chest rise and fall.

Ten minutes later, he screams my name.

He begins trashing around.

The bed sheets become a tangled mess around his toned torso.

My face blushes at the site of his body.

I'm afraid he is going to wake Dean up.

I turn on the lamp beside his bed as I reach for his shoulder.

"Sam," I whisper, grabbing his hand, "Sam calm down. I'm right here." His eyes open.

I see now that his hair is clinging to his face while a bead of sweat drips down his temple. His breathing is heavy and his eyes are searching for something.

Even at his most vulnerable state he looks so strong.

Is there even a flaw in this human.

"Andy there were, they.." He searches for his words.

"Sh, it's okay, it was just a dream." He scoots over and props himself up.

I notice how his arms are defined and his back tightens.

I sit down and let him lay his head in my lap.

I begin running my hand through his hair as his breathing returns to normal.

"Hey Andy?" He rolls over and looks into my eyes.

My heart flutters, which is a weird feeling.

"Y-yes Sam?" I try to steady my heart beat.

"Please stay with me tonight, just like this." His eyes plead, I nod my head and he rolls back over.

I continue running my fingers through his hair.

I begin to hum a lullaby.

I feel his body relax and his breathing deepen.

"Goodnight Sam." I kiss his cheek and turn out the light.