Supernatural x Reader Oneshots

A Need to Read (Sam x Reader)

"Sam I'm busy." You groaned while Sam tried to get your attention. To no avail, of course. You were in the middle of reading some stories on the internet.

"Oh come on," He called out your name again before continuing, "You've been reading all day." He pointed out but you didn't give a frick frack about that.

"Nice observation, sadly this story is about two hundred thousand words long so it's going to take me a while before I can finish." You said and he looked at you curiously.

"What book are you even reading?" He didn't know they made books that long. Unless they were educational books, and he had an odd feeling that you weren't reading one of those.

"It's not like an actual published book or anything. It's just on a website made for people to post stories for others to read for free." You explained and Sam really wasn't getting it.

"Why would someone spend all their time writing just so people can view it for free?" Sam didn't understand at all. Back when he was in college he knew a few writers and the thought of it alone was enough to terrify them.

"Maybe because they like writing? Maybe they are building up a following of people or something? I don't know, I don't write. I just read it." You said with an irritated huff. He was beginning to pester you. All you wanted to do was curl up with a good story and you couldn't even do that.

"Whatever, now come on. You need to eat something. I haven't seen you move all day." Sam said but once again you weren't having it and shook your head.

"How about no. Besides I have gotten up. I had to pee earlier, ya know." You made a point and he rolled his eyes.

"But you have yet to eat anything." He said and you felt him getting closer to you, his body warmth radiating off of him. Man, wouldn't it be so nice to be able to cuddle with that while reading? He was like a furnace.

"I don't need food to survive." You groaned as you rolled onto your back and held your phone above you. It was getting to a good part and you didn't want to miss what was going to happen next.

Then you felt arms picking you up and actually dragging you away from the bed. You, however, couldn't care less. Your phone was still in your hands and you were still reading.

Sam knew it was hopeless getting the story away from you, and decided to take matters into his own hands. He then carried you, bridal style, into the kitchen and sat you down on the counter. Not once did you even look over at him.

He began rummaging through the fridge until he found something edible and popped it into the microwave. A small beeping noise startled you for a moment before you continued reading.

Then a warm plate of food was placed on your lap and you momentarily looked at it before continuing reading.

"I'm not feeding you." Sam said and you gazed at him and then continued.

"And I'm not eating." You retorted and he mumbled a few choice words under his breath before walking up to you. You felt something warm on your lips and momentarily thought it was Sam's lips (something you would've probably stopped reading to explore some more) but then the taste kicked in. He was feeding you.

You opened your mouth and ate whatever he was giving you. Your mind wasn't even registering the taste so for all you knew he was giving you dog food. Still you ate it since this wasn't a common occurrence. You got to read and eat at the same time. How convenient.

After a little while you stopped receiving food and just came to accept you finished it all. You weren't about to part from your book to check it out.

Then you were lifted and carried back to your bedroom and placed back on your bed to read in peace.

It took a whole day before you finished the story and once you were done you ran to shower and take care of personal hygiene. It was rather late at night as you walked down the halls of the bunker until you came to Sam's door and smirked.

You cracked the door open and saw him sleeping in bed and quietly walked over. You were sure he had already woken up, as the boys were light sleepers, but perhaps when he felt safe he would be sleeping a bit better than usual.

You got to the side of his bed and slowly crawled into the sheets, like a total creeper would, and cuddled into his chest.

"What brings you here?" He asked and your assumption that he was awake was right, much to your relief.

"Thanks for feeding me when I was being a butt head." You said while yawning. You still hadn't slept either, so that was something that was on your to-do list.

"No problem, is that all?" He asked and you smiled and nuzzled a bit closer.

"I wanted to do this while reading since you're like a furnace but I was good and waited until I was done." You said and he chuckled a bit and wrapped his arms around you. It wasn't the first time you snuck into his room in the middle of the night and crawled into bed with him, so he knew exactly what was going on.

"So I'm just your furnace?" He mumubled and you chuckled, slightly hitting him in the chest in a playful manner.

"Ya, plus I kinda missed you I guess. I was secluded in my room for like two days." You admitted and you looked up to see Sam smiling down at you.

"I guess I missed you too...just a little bit though." He said and you stuck out your tongue before closing your eyes.

"Whatever, I'm tired. Better not wake me up at six in the morning. I know we don't have any hunts tomorrow." You murmured and Sam just yawned and said whatever.

It seemed like you got away with it again, being a total butt by ignoring someone all day and then cuddling when convenient. Pretty sure one day Sam will get sick of it and just break your phone until you pay attention to him, but for the meantime you would just enjoy the moment.

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The end was mushy but I'm tired and in a mushy mood. Bleh. So does anyone have any prompts for what I should write next? No guarantee I'll do the writing thing with it but I could use some ideas! Thanks again!