You were sixteen while your boyfriend, Sam, was turning seventeen today.
Sam had a hard life, his mom, Mary, almost died in a house fire, but made it out, and died a few months later due to the flu. Sam's father,John, was a drunk and an asshole, and his brother, Dean, was always trying to get you to sleep with him (you never did) and for Sam Winchester you seemed like his escape.
Right now you stood in the kitchen excitedly bouncing on your heels, wearing one of Sam's flannels and a pair of short shorts, Sam had went to the store for the both of you to get chicken nuggets and as of right now you stood in front of the microwave watching it cook. Your 6'2 boyfriend chuckled walking in behind you wrapping his arms around your waist holding you close to his chest leaning down, resting his head on your shoulder.
"You're so weird.." Sam whispered kissing your cheek happily as he sway slightly, you only smiled looking at him.
"I like chicken nuggets!" You squealed smiling brightly, Sam let out a loud laugh picking you up running to your room dropping you on the bed tickling you. You let out a loud scream trying to pull off Sam's hands laughing loudly rolling around on your combined double twin bed.
It was just two twin beds pushed together with a queen sized sheet over it, but it could fit you, Sam, your three younger brothers, and dean.
"Sammy! Stop it! I give in! I give in!" You squealed smiling at him, Sam smiled back stopping his movements as he hovered over you pecking your lips.
"I love you, and you mean the world to me..you're wanted, and loved and I would do anything for you, either 60 pounds or 4000 pounds, or acne or no acne, 2 feet tall or 9 feet tall you're fucking beautiful, and I will always be here for you, princess" Sam whispered smiling at you.
"Aweee Sammy! I love you too!" You smiled pampering his face with kisses hugging him tightly
"I think our chicken nuggets are done" Sam mumbled cuddling you close to his chest, you hummed closing your eyes tiredly
"I don't care" you whispered pulling the cover over you and Sam smiling a bit, Sam hummed a bit playing with your hair quietly.
"You goin to sleep, Princess?" He whispered pressing a kiss to your head letting you use his chest as a pillow, you only nodded slowly falling asleep.
Your sleep didn't last long, you were woke up by someone climbing through your window and laying in your floor, you quickly shook Sam starting to freeze in fear only to see who the person was.
"Dean Winchester why the fuck are you in my floor?" You growled rubbing Sam's now bare chest letting him fall back asleep, the blanket had fell down a bit revealing parts of Sam's flannel.
"dad kicked me out again, Sam said I could stay here for the night." He explained, you just rolled your eyes whining a bit, why'd the Winchester boys go over your yes or no's?
"Fine" You grumbled throwing a throw blanket and pillow at him laying your head back down letting out sighs as you slowly fell asleep.
You woke up yet again to Sam slipping out of your bed, he was only in boxers and had massive bed head.
"Sammy?...where are you going?" You whispered grabbing his hand
"Sorry sweetheart, I've gotta drive dean home and then I'll be right back Alright?" Sam whispered kissing your head "I love you" he added on grabbing your car keys. That little shit.
"M love you too" you whispered laying back down tiredly, you weren't in the mood to argue.
"Love you Y/nn" Dean teased walking out, you just waved him out sighing loudly. You felt like absolute shit, your head was pounding, stomach was churning and flipping.
Sam came back in pulling off his pants sighing crawling back in bed with you frowning
"Hey princess?...you okay? You look a little bad.." Sam whispered cupping your cheeks, you whimpered trying to get him to get back not wanting to make him sick as well.
"Y/n? Baby doll, are you alright? Com'n use your words" Sam whispered petting down your hair slowly, you groaned curling up a bit in his chest not wanting him to see you cry.
"My head and body hurts Sammy" you whimpered crying softly, he frowned rubbing your temples whispering random things.
"Y/n/n you know..crying isn't gonna help your headache.." He whispered to you, you let out a sob clinging onto his body, he got up lifting you up onto his hip carrying you to the bathroom where he started a warm bath for you.
He had already seen you naked plenty of times so you stripping and sitting in the soapy bath water wasn't a surprise to him. Sam got up walking behind you rubbing your shoulders the best he could.
"How does this feel sweetheart? Is it helping at all?" Sam whispered kissing your cheek softly.
"Mhmm" you mumbled leaning back closing your eyes holding Sam's hand in yours quietly almost falling asleep in the bathtub.
"Y/n/n come on we can't sleep in the bath" Sam whispered pulling you out of the tub wrapping a robe around you and leading your now weak body to the bed.
"Thank you Sammy" you whispered before he walked out to the kitchen, he walked back in with chicken nuggets along with soup.
"I didn't know what you wanted so I brought both soup and nuggets" Sam smiled softly handing you the bed tray.
"I love you Samuel Winchester. Forever and always" You smiled softly
"I love you y/f/n y/l/n" Sam whispered back kissing your head yet again, he slowly slipped in bed beside you wrapping one arm around your shoulder smiling slightly.
"You're the best boyfriend ever, Sammy" You whispered
"You're the best girlfriend ever, Y/n"
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Supernatural BSM/DDM IMAGINES (Requests open)
FanfictionBSM means Brother-Sister moments, to where the boys (Sam and Dean) are your brothers DDM means Daddy-Daughter moments, which means the boys (Sam and Dean (maybe others)) are your father/mother THESE WILL BE ONESHOTS AND REQUESTS ARE OPEN!! THE FOLL...
