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Sam POV
Great just great, they're arguing again. And I'm going to have to pay for the damage. I hear glass shattering in the other room, followed by a string of insults, then a door slams and mine opens.
"I'm sleeping in here tonight." Y/N says angrily, staring at the ground.
"Why? What happened, did Dean-" I'm cut off by her looking up from the ground, her (e/c) eyes piercing into mine, persuading me to stop talking.
She lets out an annoyed huff. "Yes, he did." She spits, her words are like venom.
Those two are like a bomb, it's only a matter of time before they explode. They argue a lot over trivial things, at least to me they are, but they always seem to make up for it no matter how big the fight is.
"Do you want to talk about it?" I ask sitting on the couch in my motel room. She sits next to me and sighs.
"He can be such a dick sometimes." She mutters, glancing up at me. "Yeah, that's Dean for you." I say, chuckling softly.
"I mean he just won't stop. He treats me like shit." She says, trying to fight back tears.
"I'm sure you don't mean that." I say, concern laces my features. She just nods as tears slip down her face. I wipe away her tears and pull her into my chest.
"Shh, it's okay." I console, rubbing her back in soothing circles. After a few minutes of just sitting there she looks up at me. I never realized how gorgeous she is.
"Thank you Sam." She half whispers, smiling at me. I feel drawn to her, I stare at her lips before making eye contact with her.
"Any time." I say just above a whisper. I slip a hand around the back her neck, and slowly move closer to her. I press my lips to her's lightly. She pushes forward and latches her lips to mine fully. It soon gets heated.
I lift my shirt above my head, and help her out of her's. Then we go back to kissing. There's a knock on the door, but we ignore it.
"Y/N?" Dean's voice is heard on the other side of the door.
Y/N pulls away from me and looks like she's just been stabbed in the gut.
"Dean." She whispers.
"You've got me." I say before pulling her into another kiss. The door suddenly bursts open, revealing us to a wide-eyed Dean.
"Sam?" His voice is full of hurt and shock. We pull apart and Y/N looks at Dean. Sorrow, shame and regret are in her eyes.
"I'm sorry." She mumbles, as tears slip down her face.
"I'm sorry Dean." She says as more tears flow from her eyes. I let go of her and move away.
"Shh, baby girl. I'm sorry too." Dean instantly forgives her, without a thought. He rushes over to her to comfort her.
"I-I was just..." Dean cuts her off by gently placing his lips on hers.
"It's okay, I know how you feel." Dean says, looking at her sympathetically. "How about we get back to our room?" Dean asks sweetly, pushing some hair out of Y/N's eyes.
I wish I had something like that, unconditional love. Dean's a lucky man. Ha, jealous of my own brother. But as long as they're happy, it'll be the same for me.
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