Sam x Reader (10)

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"Hey, Sammy?" you whisper from your armchair in the corner of the hotel room. Your feet are curled under you and you've got a blanket pulled up under your chin. The book on vampires you got from the library is still open to the chapter on identification, but your eyes have started to droop.

"Yeah?" Sam whispers back from one of the twin beds. He brushes hair out of his eyes and looks up from his computer. Dean is sound asleep in the other bed, notebook fallen open on his chest as he snores.

"You want some company?" You ask mischievously, wiggling your eyebrows. You grin at him when he snorts and rolls his eyes.

"Yeah, come on over," he says with a shrug and a slightly shy smile. You smirk. There's a bit of a blush on his cheeks; who would have guessed that this huge, tough guy would be such a sweet little angel on the inside, huh?

You kick the blanket off of you and tiptoe over to the bed. Climbing in, knees hugged to your chest, you snuggle into Sam's warm side, head on his shoulder. He adjusts the covers so that you're covered up, and you let one leg slide down away from yourself. He smiles at you and kisses your nose softly before turning back to his own research. Your eyes flutter shut at the gesture, contentment flooding through your entire being. You burrow deeper into him, reaching over and taking his large hand in your own.

"Hey Sammy?" you murmur, looking up at him. His hair is in the way, so you blow it out if his face. It falls back right where it was and you giggle and push it behind his ear with your free hand. You kiss his cheek. He goes a little pink and glances at you.

"And what exactly was that for?" He mutters quietly, raising his eyebrows. The smile falls from your face, replaced with a look of complete seriousness.

"Because I love you Sam Winchester. Because I love you so freaking much."

~K

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