"Stop fussing. I'm just braiding your hair," you say playfully as Sam tries to twist around from his laptop to see what the hell you're doing. You give him a light smack on the shoulder.
"Back to work, Sammy! You're working, I'm working," you sing, trying to get him to go back to his research before Dean yells at the pair of you to quit messing around. Sam snorts.
"And how exactly are you working, doll?" He asks, finally giving in and letting your fingers twist through his long brown locks without resistance. His hair is so freaking soft and wonderful. You kind of want to just snuggle up next to him and bury your face in it, but that would probably be a little much. Especially with the older Winchester in the room. So you stick to braiding Sam's locks, humming to yourself in giddy contentment.
"I'm working very hard, excuse you!" You say in mock surprise. "I'm making you beautiful." Not that he needs any help, let's be honest here. He's easily one of the most gorgeous people you've ever laid eyes on.
"Alright, fine," he says with a sigh, but you can see the corners of his mouth twitch. You know he likes getting your attention, although you wouldn't readily admit it. "And how can I pay you for this outrageous act of kindness?"
When you don't reply right away, he glances back at you. You wiggle your eyes mischievously. You pucker your lips and place a finger to your temple in mock concentration.
"Now, let's think? How can dear sweet Sam repay me?" You say, lips still puckered.
"If you're going to kiss, tell me so I can prepare to vomit," Dean says dryly without even looking up from John's notebook. You roll your eyes and Sam snorts.
"Yeah, we are Dean, get over it," you quip before pressing Sam's lips to your own. You tangle your fingers in his hair, ignoring Dean's gagging noises. Yep, softest most wonderful hair on the planet. You pull back and peck him on the nose. You grin and he smiles a bit shyly back at you, but you can tell he's pleased.
"Alright, Sammy! Back to work!" You cry, and with a sigh of resignation he turns back to his laptop, and you turn your attention back to his fantastic flowing locks.
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Supernatural fluff
FanfictionMy best friend and I got into Supernatural recently and decided to write our own fluff fics. All fics are Sam x reader and Dean x reader. We do not own the supernatural series nor the characters, just the unfamiliar interactions between the 'reade...
