Sam Winchester (and occasionally others) x Reader

Super Psycho Love (Sam) (Part 1)

"Hey babe, what do you want to do first? Do you want to go gamble away money that's not ours or go see a show. I hear Penn and Teller are performing tonight." You call to him as you insert an earring into the hole in your ear.

"We could also go to the aquarium, I know how much you love that stuff. We have an entire week (y/n), no need to do everything at once." He called back from within the shower, mist rolling out from under the door.

"True, but that's just the thing. We only have one week, then we are back to running around saving the world. Not that it's not totally awesome, but we only get to do this once a year." You sigh as you fix some of your makeup and the shower turns off.

"How about instead of making all of these crazy plans we just go hang out and have fun?" He opened the door, mist rolling out in waves as he walked out with just a towel around his waist. "Just let fate do it's thing. Honestly if we try to hit everything we will miss out on more than just the attractions."

He smiled when he saw you. Dressed to the nine's with curled hair, diamond earrings and heels. The short dress hugged your curves just right and the low neckline plus the short skirt really showed off more skin than you were used to. His eyes scanned down your body, his tongue darting across his bottom lip in approval.

Your eyes were eating him up just as much as his were you. With water dripping down his torso and the only thing covering him barely doing that, he was quite the sight as well. You had been dating for a few months so it's not like you haven't seen him naked, but it were these small moments that really made all of the chaos worth it.

"Maybe we could just stay in." You joked as you walked over to him.

"No way, not when you're dressed like that. Beautiful girl like you should be shown off." A large smirk took over his face as he took your lips in his.

"You're such a dork. Get dressed." You laugh and push against his chest earning a laugh from him in return.
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You stop by a nearby lounge, deciding to grab a couple of drinks and relax. You two find a small area in the corner and claim it as your own, but it doesn't take long before others sit down near you. After a few minutes you decide to go to the bathroom for a moment, but when you come back Sam is gone.

You try calling him, but there's no answer, so you call Dean. He tells you he hasn't seen him either, so you head back to the hotel. He isn't there either, so now there's no knowing where he could have gone. You try calling him again. Then again. Again. Again. Again, then one more time. Nothing.

Three days later Dean gets a text from Sam. Says he's at a church and to wear his fed threads, not so much as mention of you. You, however, are not easily swayed, and decide to come along.

You and Dean walk into the church, weaving around the halls trying to find the room number Sam sent. "What the hell is up with him? He just randomly disappeared!" You groan as you follow Dean.

"I don't know! Maybe the kids finally lost it?" The lights flicker as he stops in front of a large pair of doors.

He pulls out his gun and gives you a look befofe slowly approaching the doors. Before you can open it though, Sam does, a smile on his face. He quickly grabs Dean's pistol and points it downward to avoid getting shot.

"It's okay Dean, you don't need that. Come on." Sam's grin only grows when he grabs Dean's shoulder and hauls him over to the altar.

Dean looked around cautiously. "What the hell happened to you? You just up and dissappeared we were worried about you."

"You gotta... Come here... Alright..." Sam mummbled to himself as he possitioned Dean next to the altar, doing the same to you on the opposite side.