Supernatural imagines: So, Get This...

Sam's Best Friend

Being Sam's best friend but it turns into more... 

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I pulled up to Sam's place with a bright smile. Seeing Sam is always the best part about Stanford. The classes were long and the teachers talked in such a monotone voice that you automatically should pass for only falling asleep 5 times in their class in a semester. 

I jumped out of the car, my shoes made the slightest of tunes as I practically skipped over to Sam's apartment building, I rushed to his door. I knocked rhythmically on the door holding the bag of junk food and movies up to show instantly my intentions. I heard footsteps and could squeal with excitement. No matter how bad my week was Sam can always make me act like a child. 

The door opened showing a shirtless Greg... Way to ruin my mood. Sam shared a flat with one of his classmates, a slut of a man, Greg. He was funny and all but slept with anyone who would give him the time of day. I was not like that. I wouldn't have even taken the time to remember his name if he wasn't Sam's roommate. My face dropped and I instantly rolled my eyes as I lowered the bags to my side. Greg however smirked and put his arm up on the door to try and show off his muscles. Ew. 

"Y/N, long time no see," He commented in a 'seductive' tone, I practically cringed. Does he think women like him? At this point, I'm convinced women only sleep with him so he'll leave them alone. It's the only logical explanation.

"Is Sam here?" I asked bitterly as I squinted at him in annoyance. His presence alone bugs me, but then he opens his mouth and I want to punch him in his smug little face. He sighed and started walking inside, leaving the door open for me to follow. 

"So, you'll sleep with Sam but not me? What's up with that?" He asked a little genuinely annoyed as he turned to look at me just outside of Sam's closed bedroom door. Music was playing from inside the room which made me want to scream over the music for Sam to come to save me or at least witness me kick Greg's non-existing ass.

"Gary," I started, I smirked seeing how much he hates when I call him by the wrong name. "For the one millionth time Sam and I haven't slept together," I argued as I pushed past him and walked into Sam's room. Greg is such a dick. He's disgusting. He boils my blood! Sam was lying on his bed and was startled by my sudden entrance. He turned his music down and placed his book on his bedside table. I practically threw my bags on the floor with annoyance and rage. Sam was about to ask if I was okay so I answered him before he even asked. "Greg is such a dick, he thinks that just because I don't want to fuck him, I'm fucking someone else, I'm fucking you. What a condescending, egotistical prick!" I shouted at the door knowing he was probably listening in. 

"It's true," Greg sang back making me angrier, I knew he was listening he's such a creep. I huffed a cloud of rage as I fell backwards onto Sam's bed, barely missing him but I didn't care. Sam didn't care either as he laughed moving out of my way. 

"We should just become roommates so I never have to see Greg again," I sighed wiping some hair from my face. Sam just laughed. "No, I'm serious." I rested on my elbow and turned to face him. "Why don't we move in together?"

"Because then Greg would be right," He replied with a strained look on his face. My eyebrows knitted together in confusion. Sam said nothing before leaning in and kissing me, it was soft and sweet. His hand was on my cheek caressing me. The shock soon wore off and I was kissing him back. He started to pull away slightly so I pulled him closer also deepening the kiss. I'm kissing Sam. I can't believe I'm kissing Sam! Well, making out with Sam. I knew I had strong feelings for him but I thought I just really wanted to be his best friend but as he's kissing me, as I'm kissing him, I know I need more to function another day.

We only pulled away when we heard Greg's footsteps approaching. I jumped up so I was now standing and Sam was trying to act naturally on the bed. "Heading out, see you love birds later," Greg shouted through the apartment. I smirked slightly at the news that he was leaving. 

Once the door was shut I nonchalantly turned the music up. I turned around to face Sam ready to resume our previous position but he was already standing and instantly connected our lips, he picked me up as the kiss deepened.

"I've wanted this for years," He spoke between breaths. I giggled as we continued, moaning into his mouth as he held my thighs and pressed me against his wall. God, I hope I'm not dreaming.

Best day ever!