Long Time, No See - Sam Winchester x Reader

Redecorating and Cheeseburgers

Reader POV

I stepped out of the shower and dried off, wrapping my hair in a towel. I wanted to get kinda cute today, the boys haven't seen me actually trying ever. I stepped into the outfit I picked out. Some tight black jeans with rips in them, a cute black tank top that showed off a little more cleavage than I intended, and my favorite red flannel. My anti possession tattoo peeked out of my tank top and my favorite necklace that Bobby had given me fell just above my chest. I had a few facial piercings. Both nostrils, my septum, and my medusa. All the jewelry in them was pure silver just in case I was stuck in a bad situation with absolutely nothing else. I stepped out of the bathroom and made my way into my room to get started on my makeup. Makeup was my guilty pleasure, it was art to me. Not many female hunters care too much about makeup but it was so fun to me. I spent whatever extra money I had from hustling unfortunate men at bars. I didn't want to keep Sam waiting so I just did a simple look. Some neat eyebrows, a little bit of eyeshadow, thick winged liner, mascara, a tiny bit of bronzer and blush, and my favorite step: highlight. I topped it all off with a red lipstick to match my flannel. I let my hair out of the towel and brushed through it. My natural hair had a pretty decent wave to it and I didn't have to do much to make it look presentable. I slipped on my favorite combat boots and stuffed my phone and wallet in my pockets before grabbing my favorite gun to stash in my waistband. I waited in the war room for Sam to finish getting ready.

"You ready?" I heard from behind me. I turned to see Sam walking towards me, wearing a tight gray shirt underneath his green button up that still showed just how muscular he was. He wore a pair of jeans that didn't have any holes or blood stains in them surprisingly, and his classic boots. He ran his fingers through his hair and tucked it behind his ears.

"Yeah! You look good, Sammy." I smiled, getting out of my seat to follow him up the stairs.

"You do too. And you smell good. Sorry, is that a weird compliment?" He stuttered.

I chuckled, "No, it's just a rare one. Thank you." I giggled at how nervous Sam seemed and we got into the impala and made our way to wherever Sam was bringing me.

Sam POV

I watched her walk through the aisles of all the stores in the little strip mall in town, her hair flowing down her back and into her face. I wanted to spoil her today, I wanted to get her anything she wanted to make her comfortable. The bunker can be hard to adjust to, it's a big tiled maze of books and weapons. It's difficult to make it a home. I wanted to help as much as possible. We maxed out a couple cards, getting her a nice mattress, a TV and DVD player, a nice mirror and light for her desk, a gaming system and a few of her favorite games.

"Sam. Thank you. I haven't had this much fun and done this much shopping in years." She smiled over at me as we climbed in the car after loading the last of her stuff into the back.

"Hey, don't thank me. Thank all these credit card companies. I'm glad you had fun. Wanna go set everything up and then get some food and drinks with Dean?"

"Yes," she drew out the word, "I'm starving! Hey you know all those people in the stores probably thought you were my sugar daddy or something?"

I chuckled, "Yeah, we did spend a good amount of money today. Nothing like Dean spent on his Dean-cave though. All worth it to make you happy."

"Now you really sound like a sugar daddy!" She grinned and watched the town go by until we were back at the bunker.

Reader POV

We set everything in my room up, with Dean's help after a little begging, and then set off for a little dive bar that supposedly had the best burgers and fries in town. I was down if there was lots of beer too. I found a nice corner booth for us to sit at while Sam grabbed some drinks for us. Dean went to the bathroom and then made his way back to our table instead of the usual prowling for women.