Supernatural Ficlets

First Kiss: Sam

It was an exhausting night. The vamp nest you, Sam, and Dean cleared took hours to burn the corpses. You went to your motel room that you shared with Sam and went to the bathroom, starting the shower. After you finished cleaning up, you wrapped yourself in the grungy motel towel and went to your bed. You and the boys had gotten used to each other, seeing that you've known each other for almost four years now. So stepping out in a towel usually didn't make anyone feel awkward.
But, as you sifted through your bag, you noticed Sam, sitting on the bed, shifting a lot and avoiding looking at you. "Everything okay, Sammy?" You ask, looking at him. You take note that he's blushing.
"Yeah. I'm fine." He answered quickly.
You walked over to him, clothes in hand, and stood in front of him. "You're a terrible liar. Truth please."
He bit his lip hard and looked up at you. Next thing you know, Sam is wrapping his arms around your waist firmly and kissing you passionately. The shock caused you not to do anything but stay still, at first, but you quickly melted into his hold and wrapped your arms around his neck.
He pulled back a minute later and mumbled against your lips, "I'm sorry, (Y/N). I've just.." He sighed.
"You can say it, Sam." There's not much he could say at this point that wouldn't make you want to kiss him again.
"I really, really like you, (Y/N). I like everything about you, inside and out. And at first, I just thought that it was temporary thing, but, damn was I wrong." He slowly let go of your waist and rested his big hands on your waist, "So, now that I've got that out, it would be my honor to escort you on a date tomorrow evening."
You giggled a little and nodded, "It would be my pleasure, Sam." And with that, you gave him a chaste kiss and got dressed.