Imagines | SPN

SamXReader -Boo

Sam wasn't an easy person to scare. Unless you or Dean were in harms way. You have always failed at scaring him in the past but he always gets you. So tonight you had a plan to scare him.

"Well boys. I'm going to bed." You said and stood up from your place on the couch.

"Night Y/N." Dean said. You gave him a small smile.

"I'll be in soon." Sam said, looking up from his laptop.

You made your way to your bedroom that you shared with Sam. You stripped out of your jeans and shirt and slipped on Sam's shirt and jumped onto the bed. You landed on your stomach and didn't bother to pull the covers out from under you.

You decided to fall asleep instead of just staying up because Sam would wake you up when he pulls you into him after he lays down.

Your eyes fluttered open when hands grabbed you and began lightly pulling. You weren't met with a tired Sam. You smiled and rolled into him. Your back pressed against his chest. He wrapped a protective arm around you and began to wait for him to fall asleep.

A little less than five minutes later, Sam had fallen asleep. You moved slowly. Very slowly. You would move and your body and then his arm and it was a long process. If you woke him up, the plan would be ruined.

When you were finally out of his arms you tiptoed out of the room and down the hall into the library. It was dark and very quiet. Just like you needed. Now you have to wait until Sam realizes you're gone. Which usually takes about 10-20 minutes.

Not even 15 minutes later, you heard a door open. It was either Sam or Dean wanting a beer. You braced yourself. Your eyes had adjusted to the darkness and you could make out certain things. Including the tall person walking tiredly down the hallway.

You were sitting on the floor waiting patiently for him to step right in front of you. As soon as he did you grabbed his leg and said "Boo."

"Holy shit." He yelled and the light flickered on. His eyes instantly found you. You had a triumphant smirk. He gave you his well known bitch face.

Another door down the hallway opened. A cautious, gun-holding Dean stepped out. He took one glance at you and grumbled and slammed his door shut. You bursted into giggles.

You were thrown over Sam's shoulder and you let out a squeal. He walked down the hallway and carried you back into your room. He threw you on the bed and instantly took you in his arms once again.

"I got you." You whispered. He chuckled and you felt the vibrations of his chest.

"Yeah you did. Good job baby." He whispered tiredly. He kissed the back of your head and you both fell asleep with a smile of your face.