Supernatural fluff

Sam x Reader (4)

"Pssssssssst!" You poke Sam, who's pretending to be asleep, in the shoulder. He lets out an extremely fake snore, and you have to cover your mouth to keep from laughing. The last thing you want is to wake up Dean. This is going to be just for you and Sammy, no sarcasm or dry humor to ruin the moment tonight!

"Come on, Sam, please?" You say softly in his ear, begging in your sweetest, most childish voice. A smile creeps onto his exhausted face, and his eyes peel open. You give him the puppy eyes. He can never resist the puppy eyes. You did learn from the best, after all; him. He sighs and tosses the covers back, swinging his feet off the bed. You pump your fist in the air in silent triumph, and he grins at you.

Placing a finger over your lips to tell him to keep his mouth shut, you lace your fingers with his and pull him out of the motel room, closing the door silently behind you.

"So, what's this all about?" Sam whispers once you're out of range. You grin and pull him out the front door. The blast of cold air sends a shiver down both of your spines, but the reward outweighs the discomfort.

"It's snowing," you say softly, taking his other hand and looking up into hose beautiful brown eyes. He smiles and rolls his eyes. You grin. Then you point up above your heads at the little surprise you had put together. Mistletoe.

"All of that for a kiss?" Sam asks you, grinning down at you. You shrug, pink creeping on your cheeks and a shy smile tugging at your mouth.

"You got a problem, Winchester?" You say sassily, wrapping your arms around his neck. He smirks and pulls you into his warm form, hands on our hips.

"Nope," he replies easily. Your lips meet under the mistletoe, and you can't help but smile into the kiss. Yup, a little bit of work was totally worth it. Everyone needs a bit of cheesy romance, right?

~K