Supernatural Preferences & Imagines

Sam Imagine

Can't help falling in love with you.

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Sam lifted you up, making you laugh and giggled. His thumbs rested on your hips and you stared at him lovingly. Your smile made his heart flutter, causing him to be love-sick.

He put you back down and you rested your foreheads together. "I love you," you confessed, making him smile down at you lovingly. "I love you, too, y/n." He swooped down and kissed you, filling it all with his love and passion. Your heart soared and your stomach got butterfly's.

Then, Sam took your hand and brought you to a small outside place. It was decorated with lights and some blankets and pillows were on the ground in front of a white sheet. Dean walked out in a tux, grinning widely. "Place for two," he said in a British accent, leading you to the pillows. You laughed, feeling on cloud 9.

You both sat, your hands still clutched together. Dean sat down a small plate of food; spaghetti. You gasped, tears brimming your eyes. Sam stared at you content full, his eyes warm and loving. The white sheet was filled with a picture.

It was you two in a booth, on your first date. You clasped a hand over your mouth, biting down on your bottom lip to refrain from crying. "Sam," you whispered, watching as it changed from picture to picture.

"I didn't know you liked spaghetti!" You laughed, twirling a fork in the spaghetti. Sam chuckled. "Now you know," he winked, taking a bite. Sam slowly leaned in closer and closer until he was in kissing range. You turned red, casting your eyes down. Sam leaned back and chuckled.

You hit him playfully. "You tease!" You scolded lightly, your heart light and warm with love. "You've got something on your face, here, let me get it." He leaned across the table and you grew silently, taking in a breath. Then, he slowly kissed you, making you melt.

You gulped, watching and remembering. Next, was a video of you two running around in a park. You were wearing his favourite outfit, and he had his hair just the way you liked it.

You giggled and ran from Sam, laughing as he stumbled. "Hey!" He complained, pouting. You walked over to him and made kissy lips at him. "Boo-hoo, baby." He frowned and you leaned in close to him. "Do you need me to make you feel better?" You whispered to him. He nodded and you both leaned in.

Suddenly, you pulled away and ran. "Have to catch me first!" You yelled and he groaned. He started to chase you and you kept running. You felt hands on your waist and you were lifted in the air. "Sam!" You squealed, being turned around to face him. Your faces were close, your lips barely not touching. "Caught you." He whispered huskily in your ear.

"You did," you said, breathlessly. Sam leaned forward and kissed you lightly on the lips, both of you closing your eyes.

You felt the first tear roll down your cheek. How he did this together without you knowing was a mystery, but you didn't dwell on it. More pictures and videos passed, each one making you more emotional. By the time it was the last one, you were full on crying.

"Sam," you cried, hugging him. Your heart felt as if it was going to burst from love. You sniffled and then saw the last picture. You gasped, sucking in a breath.

"Oh my god..."

You were alone at the party. Everyone had partners and were dancing to the slow music. Suddenly, you were regretting coming to this wedding without a date. You sighed and sat down, huffing. You rested your chin on the palm of your hand, looking around. A chair scratched against the floor next to you and you looked over, seeing Sam. "Sam!" You exclaimed, happy.

He grinned, pressing a small kiss to your forehead. "I thought you were on a long hunt?" He just laughed. "What makes you think I would leave you alone?" Your heart melted and you bit your lip. Then, a new slow song came on. "C'mon," you dragged Sam to the floor and put your hand on his shoulders.

Sam rested his hands on your hips, leaning low to you. Your heels made you taller, but still not tall enough to be equal with him. "I missed you," you breathed out, gently swaying to the soft music. Sam nodded. "I missed you too," he sucked in a breath.

"This wedding is beautiful." He commented and you chuckled. "I would love a wedding like this." Sam looked at you, seriously. "I promise to give you a wedding even better, a proposal more sentimental and beautiful than this." You gazed up at him lovingly, your eyes softening. "I would wait an entire life-time for that,"

You tried to contain your uneven breaths and tears, seeing Dean wiping his eyes. You giggled slightly and then saw the screen.

Sam and y/n
1.5.16

Your heart went erratic and you turned to see Sam down on one knee. "Sam, you didn't," you began but he cut you off. "Y/n, I promised I would give something more beautiful and sentimental." Your eyes reared up again. "I haven't cried this much since...forever." You sniffled and laughed, wiping your tears away.

Sam took a deep breath and pulled out a small velvet box, opening it and taking out the beautiful ring. "Y/n y/ln, ever since we met, I couldn't help falling in love with you. Throughout these 3 years I've known you, you've made me fall heads over heels for you more than once. Your smile makes my heart flutter, your eyes make my stomach do flips, you yourself make me want to kiss you forever." He took in a deep breath. "Y/n, I promised you I would give you the most beautiful wedding you could imagine, and I plan on giving it to you. I've planned this for awhile now, and you've made it nearly impossible for me not to have proposed to you right then and there. You're my life, y/n. You're the reason I wake up every morning. Some people would call me a fool for saying this, but, I can't help falling for you each and every day a little more. So, y/n, would you do me the honours of becoming y/n Winchester?"

Your eyes were red, your cheeks stained with more tears by the end of his speech.

"Yes, a million times yes."