supernatural preferences

one of the boys has you but they love you

you're dating Cas, but Sam is in love with you. 

Sam heard crying coming from your room and quickly strode his way towards your door. His heart hurt at the sound of your crying.

He was about to knock when he heard voices. "Castiel, I don't know what to do anymore. Why do they even want me here? I mess up, I'm weak, I'm not smart like any of you. I'm not an angel, I'm not smart and strong like Sam and Dean. I'm shy, and to myself. I've known them my who life but still, I feel inferior. From the moment I met you, to us then being friends and to now... I still know I'll never amount to you." There was a moment of silence and Sam could see through the small space from where the door wasn't closed the whole way. His heart broke at your words.

He saw Castiel wrap you in his arms and place you in his lap. "(Y/n), listen to me. You are more than any of us could hope to be. You're one of the strongest people I've ever met. You're beautiful, smart, and resilient." He said softly. "But Cas-." You spoke up. He cut you off "no (y/n), you are not weak, you are brave. You say you mess up, and yeah it's true, but we all do. Whenever you do mess up, you immediately work to fix things and you do. I am an angel, I was when we first met. The moment I saw you I saw there was something different in you. I could feel how strong you were from the moment I first touched you. You are beautiful. If anything, we don't deserve you." Castiel said in confidence. Pulling away from you. Sam could hear you sniffle and let out little chokes of air trying to control your breathing.

Castiel moved a piece of hair that was stuck to your tear-stained cheeks.

You looked up at him and sighed.

"I'm scared Cas..." you whispered hoarsely. Cas's eyes seemed to soften even more. "You don't have to be scared. We love you. (Y/n), I love you." He said to you cradling you close.

You let out another sniffle and gave a small nod. "I love you too Castiel. Thank you..." you said.

Sam closed his eyes tight at the scene that was playing out. He opened them just to see something that made his stomach sink.

You placed your hand on the back of Cas's neck letting your fingers run up into his hair. He closed his in contentment, reaching his hand out to grasp your free hand in his. Interlocking your fingers, you smiled for the first time that day.

You pulled him toward you and let his nose brush yours. Your lips barely a word away from touching.

Sam couldn't bear anymore, so as quietly as he could he walked away. His head down as he ran a hand through his hair in defeat. He didn't realize how much he loved you until this moment. Seeing that moment between you two knowing he would never get that with you. Comforting you when you cry, kissing the pain away. It was worse than a shot to the heart. It was the worst pain he had ever felt because he knew that moment would lead to much more than a kiss.

Back in the room, Sam was correct. Your movements were soft and languid. Cas's hands wandered your body, his lips following suit. His body moving with yours, his hips moved dangerously slow but enough to have you moaning his name like it was the only word you knew. Letting his rough hands travel to the places only he could go.

Sam would never get that with you, and that is what killed him the most.