Sam Winchester Boyfriend Imagines

Imagine 28

Sam stitching you up after you get hurt.
I remember the voices being faded, telling me to hold on. I heard Sam scream my name as soon as the room went dark.
I wake up to see a bleary face looking at me.
"Hey there," Sam said smiling his good ole cheeky smile.
"W-What happened." I struggled to say through my super dry throat.
"You were cut pretty deep and started to bleed out."
I looked to my side and saw a big white bandage taped to it.
"I stitched you up, so how ya feeling?"
"My throat's really dry. Other than that I'm good."
"Here," Sam said giving me a cup of water.
I tried to sit up, but groaned in pain as I sat back down.
"What do you think you're doing? Lay back down." "I'm really sorry about this," I said. "It's okay, it's nice to do things for my girlfriend once in a while." I could feel the blush rising up on my cheeks. "Um, girlfriend?" "What?" "You said, girlfriend." "Did I?" "Uh yeah, you did. " "Oh well if you don't want to date that's fine. I'm sorry." Sam said starting to turn away.
"Wait, come back. I never said I didn't like it."
"Do you like it? Well, me?"
"Of course I like you." The moment was sealed with a kiss, and everything was going to be different from now on, and you both were happy for a new relationship to glow.