Supernatural imagines: So, Get This...

Sam's disapproval

Sam finding out you went off on a hunt alone.

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I closed the door quietly as I walked out of the garage of the bunker. I sighed with relief when the door closed quietly. I chuckled to myself quietly as I rose the bag up my shoulder so it sat more comfortably. I smirked as I walked past Sam's bedroom door seeing it closed. Asleep, perfect!

I walked through the kitchen and poured myself some whiskey. I smirked and started dancing through the halls as I walked quietly. A great way to celebrate an amazing hunt alone. My first once since I met the boys. I didn't tell Sam about it because I knew he would disapprove. I stopped dancing once I spotted Sam sitting at the table with a book in front of him. I sighed as he looked at me disapprovingly. I groaned and downed the rest of my drink.

"How could you be so stupid? You didn't even tell me where you were going, if you died I wouldn't have been able to find you," He practically shouted as he hurried after me as I walked towards the kitchen to fill my empty glass.

"I was perfectly fine, I didn't even get a scratch on me," I sighed as I started pouring.

"That's not the point, how could you do that to me?" He asked sounding extremely annoyed like I was a child.

"I just wanted a break from the intensity of you boys. I miss not being hunted down by everything that's trying to get revenge on you," I argued making Sam even more annoyed. I put the whisky down and sipped from my glass as I looked to Sam with a raised eyebrow.

"Hey, can I get some of that?" Dean asked from behind wearing his robe and socks which were pulled up his shin.

"Not now," Me and Sam said in unison making Dean scoff.

"Get a room then," Dean sighed as he pushed passed Sam and moved me aside so I was out of his way of the whiskey. Sam gestured for me to leave so I walked towards his room. He opened the door for me and waited for me to go in before following. He locked the door behind us.

The shouting match started and definitely ended. By the end, I was definitely screaming if you know what I mean?

The next morning Dean said nothing but smirked the entire day, I'm surprised his cheeks didn't hurt. Mine did in the first few minutes of me blushing. I hope Sam and I do it again some time if it only happens when we argue I'll definitely start picking fights.