Sam- Lazy Day

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From now on, I think I'll do the stories in first person POV. So, unless it is specifically said otherwise, the story is still from the reader's perspective. I'll still use Y/N a lot. 😁 Oh and fair warning. Gets a little dirtier at the end. ❤️❤️
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I had known the boys forever. Bobby kind of took me in as his own when I was young. He found me while he was on a hunt in Chicago. My family had been killed by a wendigo in the area, so he agreed to take me in. Dean was like an older brother to me. He picked on me like I was his little sister, but he was still sweet to me and stood up for me. We were close.

Sammy and I were about a year apart. He was older and sure acted like it. He treated me like a little sister as well since he didn't have a real younger sibling. He and Dean were my closest companions as a child. But I didn't feel like Sam was just a brother to me. I started having a crush on Sam in the seventh grade, when all the hormones hit. He was just one of the only people I could trust, and I thought he was just so cute. Sammy never knew, and I made sure Dean never knew either, or I wouldn't ever hear the end of it. Bobby knew about my little crush, but he kept quiet, because he didn't want to embarrass me.

When Bobby died, I was devastated. He was my only father figure. Sam and Dean took me in from then on, since they blamed Bobby's death on themselves. Stupid Leviathans. I'm glad those sons of bitches are dead.

Today was a bit of a slow day in the bunker. The boys had just finished a case and wanted a bit of a break. We decided to play a board game. Luckily, I was the one to choose. We ended up inviting Castiel, because why not? I picked Candyland as the game of the evening. Everyone groaned at my choice, but played anyway.

      Castiel didn't like that his little boy game piece didn't have wings, so I helped him make some paper wings and we glued them to the figure. This would forever be Castiel's piece. Cas didn't know how to play the game, yet he was somehow winning.

        "Cas, you can't just move anywhere on the board–"

        "But Dean, I am an angel. I can move anywhere I want instantly."

       "BUT CAS–"

       "BUT DEAN–"

       And then Dean flipped the board. He stormed out of the room to his bedroom. Castiel followed behind him, worried he had hurt his feelings or worse; his pride.

       "How long was that, Sam?"

      "36 minutes. Wow. New record."

       "Whatever, pay up."

       Sam handed me twenty dollars. We always placed bets on how long it would take Dean to end  a game. Dean had a difficult time finishing games when Cas was playing as well. Cas would do something against the rules and Dean would just go off, then fizzle out a bit and hide.

       Since Dean and Cas would be gone for a while (😏), Sam and I were left here by ourselves. We decided to watch a movie. Sam hadn't seen Divergent. Since I had seen the movie many times over, I decided I'd spend the time just watching Sam more than anything. Sam and I sat on the same couch in front of the tv, a few feet apart. I didn't want to make things awkward for me, so I kept my distance.

       About a quarter of the way into the movie, Sam noticed me looking in his direction. I looked to the screen trying to cover. I thought maybe he wouldn't think anything of it. He definitely knew something was up. He leaned toward me, grabbed me by my sides, and laid me down so my head was in his lap. He put one of the blankets over my body and played with my hair, combing his fingers through it. I looked up at him, surprised. He wore a lazy smile. I couldn't help but smile back. I closed my eyes and nuzzled his hand. He had me in a vulnerable position and he knew it. The best feeling in the entire world for me was when someone would play with my hair. I was practically purring.

     "Y/N?"

      "Mm?" I hummed back lazily.

      "Can I tell you something?"

      "Of course! Sammy, you can tell me anything."

      "It's personal. I-I... just think it would be better if... if I showed you."

       I lifted my head and turned to look at him in confusion. He laid me back down on the couch roughly and connected his lips to mine. I froze in shock for a moment, but quickly caught on and kissed him back. He put his hand in my hair and kept combing through and massaging. I was in heaven. Eventually, the two of us pulled away for breath. He rested his forehead against mine and the two of us laid there smiling, listening to each other's breathing. He was hovering above me, putting his weight on his arm that wasn't around me.

      "Sammy. I love you. I've loved you since the seventh grade. You make me so happy. I just want to be around you all the time and–"

      He cut me off with another kiss. It was short and sweet.

      "Y/N, I love you, too. I knew that you loved me. You told me that drunken night in Nevada."

       I smiled, thinking back to that night. I had almost kissed Sam. Almost. But even drunk me knew that it would just cause complications. She knew that it would just make things between us difficult.

        "Y/N, I've loved you since Bobby found you. At first, you were like a sister to me, but I couldn't help myself. I loved being with you. You made me happy. You make me feel things I can't even explain. I waited for so long, and now I finally made a move. It feels so good to know you feel the same. Can we be a thing? Will you be my girlfriend, Y/N?"

        I was practically glowing. I kissed him again, signifying a yes. He flipped us over so that I was on top of him and both of his hands immediately went to my hair. His mouth moved from my lips to my jaw. He kept trailing down until he was at the crook of my neck, nipping and sucking. I was in heaven. I burrowed my face into the crook of his neck. I moaned his name. I could feel his smile now on my collarbone as he kept moving down. He began to unbutton my plaid shirt when a door down the hallway slammed open.

Dean and Cas rushed into the room, probably hoping we could continue the game. Dean was wearing his signature smirk. Cas had disheveled sex hair. I don't know though, that could just be his look this season. They made their way to where we were and ended up seeing us in this compromising decision. I burrowed my face further into Sammy in embarrassment. I felt him smirk back at his brother's now shocked face.

"Looks like you're not the only one getting some action tonight, eh Dean?"

Sam was just embarrassing me more and he was loving the hell out of it. This was only slightly out of character for him. He was acting more and more like his brother each day. I loved and hated it.

"Nice work, Sammy. So you finally told her?"

Sam stuck his tongue out at his brother childishly. He stood up, gathering me in his arms, keeping my face in the crook of his neck. I knew where we were going and I knew I didn't want to take things this far on night one. I was about to object when Sam spoke for me.

"Don't worry, Y/N," he whispered so only you could hear. "Tonight we can just lay in bed and cuddle. I just want you to fall asleep in my arms."

We made our way out of the room and to his bedroom. He laid me down on the bed in front of him. I was still wearing my skinny jeans and plaid shirt.

"Take those off," he said, motioning at my jeans. "They'll only be uncomfortable for you to sleep in."

I blushed a bit at his request, but took off my jeans anyway. He joined me in the bed and threw my jeans aside. He had one arm wrapped around my upper back and one lazily slung around my lower torso. He used his higher hand to comb through my hair some more. I snuggled into him and laid my head on his chest.

"I love you, Sammy. 'Night"

"I love you too, princess. Sweet dreams."

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Okay you guys, so Sammy is my fav, but I have such a hard time writing him. He's kinda unpredictable, but also all too predictable. It is so much easier to write Dean fic or Cas fic. I have a lot in common with Dean though, so writing him is easy, just not as fun. I'm still no good at either but oh well! Tell me what you thought of my first Sammy chapter!

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