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safe, and warm- Sam, and Dean x reader

POLY RELATIONSHIP! you're dating both Sam, and Dean. Of course NO WINCEST! 

If you don't like Poly relationships then I suggest you skip this one.

Thank you Princesswagger17for the suggestion, and many suggestions! 

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You had just gotten done with a hunt, and were completely exhausted. You felt like you would fall asleep any second, you had been taken by the djiin you were hunting. When you woke up Dean was sitting with you on the floor while Sam was checking on the rest of the victims. --

You looked up at Dean, and your eyes started to water, you had rarely cried on hunts, so this was something that was unexpected. Tears began to stream down your face leaving trails in the dirt that stuck to your skin.

"(y/n), what is it?" Dean asked, while pushing your hair back gently. You knew you could never tell him because it was just something you didn't want to bring up. You didn't want him or Sam to feel badly.

You had been in your little dream world. Sam, Dean and yourself had a normal life. You lived in this nice house, no picket fence but a nice patio where you would all sit in the evenings and talk about anything. You would either be sitting in Dean or Sam's lap as they held you close. Sharing kisses between light conversation. A dog that curled up in your lap even though he was much too big for that.

Waking up to the sight of the two men you loved covered in blood and dirt, your hair matted with sweat and blood while other innocent people crumpled on the ground. Not exactly knowing what was happening but scared, and weak. It almost made you sick.

All you knew is that you had your boys with you, and that they loved you and you loved them.

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You sat in the car between the brothers. Your eyes begging to close but you kept them open, determined to stay awake. You didn't know what you would dream of and that worried you, so you swore to stay awake as long as you could.

Sam glanced down at you seeing you struggling to keep your eyes open.

"(y/n), go to sleep it's ok. You don't have to stay up, you need to rest." he said his voice was soft. You sat up straighter, and cleared your throat shaking your head.

"No, no, I'm fine Sammy." you quipped. Dean glanced at you quickly before returning his focus back to the road ahead.

"Really babe, you need to rest. You're exhausted. I don't know what you saw, but if it made you cry it had to have been something. You've been through hell, get some shut eye we'll be home soon." Dean prompted. Looking over at him, the moon hit perfectly against his face and it almost made him seem ethereal. The slight blue gray haze lit up his face made you even sleepier.

"You'll be here when I wake up right?" you ask in a groggy voice.

You felt Sam reach over and wrap his arm sound your waist, pulling you back against his side.You scooted over in your seat to be closer to him, burying your face in his shoulder. "Of course." Sam promised before tilting your head up to place a kiss on your lips before letting you rest against him again.

Dean took one hand off the wheel and placed it on your thigh rubbing circles with his thumb comfortingly.

Just before you fell asleep you quietly said;
"I love you guys more than you could ever know."

"We love you more Sweetheart." Dean said picking up your hand and placing a kiss on it.

You closed your eyes and fell asleep. No dreams, just a peaceful sleep, wrapped up safe in between the men who each hold half of your heart.

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You got to the bunker and the next thing you know you're being carried out of the car. You stirred slightly, but feeling the warmth of someone's arms around you, you reached up and wrapped your arms around their neck. Your hands ran over his shoulders immediately knowing it was Sammy you sighed in content.

After a short walk you felt yourself being placed on the bed. You heard shuffling then voices.

"I'm going to go shower, and get cleaned up, you've got her right?" You heard Sam ask. Then someone you could only assume was Dean responded.

"Yeah, of course. Go on, you look like shit. I've got her." you heard Sam scoff lightly before walking away.

You felt a dip in the bed, and someone ran their fingers through your hair. You felt a rough calloused hand run over your cheek bone lightly and your eyes fluttered open.

"D?" you mumble in a sleepy tone.

"I'm here Sweetheart,I know you're tired but let's get you cleaned up and into comfortable clothes. Then we can go to bed alright? Sound good?" he asked

You nodded before sitting up in an almost sloth like manner. Moving slowly seeing as you were so tired.

Dean got up and held his hand out for you to take, which you did gratefully. You loved how his hand felt in yours. It was rough but it was where yours belonged. He helped you to the bathroom, assisting you peeling off your dirt and sweat covered clothes. It wasn't uncomfortable seeing as you had seen each other like this before. Not just sexually but after a hunt helping the other when they needed it.

He turned on the shower,after he heard Sam pad down the hallway.

"Alright c'mere babe lets get you cleaned up." He stepped into the shower with you, and gently helped rinse the grime away. His hand ran shampoo and conditioner through your hair, and you did the same to him. It was a thing that happened quite often, it was sweet and something you looked forward to after every hunt. With either one of your boys.

You were both clean, and the water began to run cold so you both stepped out carefully. Drying off, you swept your hands through his short hair, and smiled up at him.

"Let's get you to bed." he lowly spoke. "Ok." you agreed.

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There you sat in your bed clothed in one of Sam's flannels not completely able to sleep despite how tired you were in the car and currently. The boys had gone to bed, sleeping in their rooms because they thought you might want some space that night. After everything they wanted you to have room to stretch out and just sleep without someone right next to you.

That's the opposite of what you needed. You needed someone with you, and so you left the comfort of your warm bed. Your feet hit the floor clad in a pair of Dean's socks.

You opened your door, and quietly moseyed your way down the hall. Three doors away from you was Sam's room so you gingerly rapped on the door. You heard some shuffling and the door opened. A groggy bed-headed Sam stood before you, and you almost smiled at the sight.

"(y/n), what's wrong?" He asked sweetly. You shuffled your feet, and looked down.

"I don't want to sleep alone.. Can I sleep here with you?" you spoke softly.

Even after years of dating you were shy to ask if you could sleep with him or Dean.

He didn't respond. All he did was sweep you up just as he did earlier and carry you to the bed. You crawled under the covers, and so did he. You immediately threw your leg over his hips and rested your head on his chest. You gave him time to adjust before you fell asleep. His arm wrapped around you tightly and he placed a kiss on your forehead.

You fell asleep safe, and loved knowing that these boys would be all you could ever need to be happy.