Supernatural one shots :)

Destiel || Sam x reader

   "Okay, delete this now." Dean grumbles towards me and Sam. I start laughing and Sam snickers.
   "Why? It's so interesting dean, the way you caress Cas' face and hold him close-ready to kiss him-" I start, but then there's a flutter of wings and I turn around to see confused Cas.
   "What is happening?" He asks, looking over at the laptop sitting on the table of the motel room.
   "Sam and I wrote fan fiction about you and dean!" I say, pulling Cas by the hand closer to the laptop and showing him the fanfic.
   "When did you two make this?" Cas asks, tilting his head.
   "Last night while dean was with you-at a bar-that was their excuse right?" Sam says, glancing at me. I nod and dean rolls his eyes.
   "You sure it was just fanfics being made?" Dean counters, and I roll my eyes now. I pull Cas over to dean and push him face first into deans chest, causing dean to be a blushing mess. Cas however just pulls his face from deans chest and looks at him like an innocent puppy. Dean sighs and gives in to his own desires, pulling Cas into a kiss. Sam and I leave the motel to give them some privacy. We go on a walk around the town we were at for a case.
   "So what are we thinking for this case? Vengeful spirit?" I ask.
   "Seems so, just gotta cut down all the possible people it would be. So we don't salt and burn the wrong bones-again." Sam says, and I lightly chuckle.
   "Dean got really pissed when that happened, complaining about what a waste of time and pain it is." I say and Sam nods.
   "So uh-about what dean said. Sometime we really should do more then write destiel fanfics-" Sam says
   "Does that mean go on a date or am I stupid-?" I say.
   "Yes-it means date." Sam nods.
   "Sounds fun-hope I don't meet a fate similar to all your other significant others-I mean-oops." I blurt, but Sam just rolls his eyes.
   "I'm sure you'll be alright." Sam says.
   After awhile we head back to the motel and find that dean passed out on one bed, with Cas snuggling him and watching him sleep. So Sam and I take the other bed, and instead of sleeping we work on editing the rough draft of the fanfic, as well as research for the case.
   By the time we published the fanfic and got all our case info it's early morning. Dean slowly stirs awake and looks over to see me sitting in Sams lap looking at the laptop, while Sam has his head resting on the top of my head.
   "Well son of a bitch-" dean mumbles, causing Cas to raise a brow. I look up at Sam to see him rolling his eyes.
   "While you slept your life away dean, we figured out whose been causing the murders." I say, turning the laptop towards dean. He squints at it.
   "You're completely sure it's-her?" Dean asks, and I nod vigorously.
   "She's not cremated either." I add.
   "Well, guess we got some salt and burnin to do. Let's head out." Dean says hopping out of bed. As we all get around to head off I tap Cas on the shoulder.
   "Hey Cas, I think Sam is the cuter Winchester. What about you?"