summary: it had been a long day, everyone tired, and sam had hair too soft not to be played with
genre: fluff word count: 1.1k
content: fem!reader, playing with sam’s hair, braiding and scrunchies involved
whenever a case was over, it was a relief.
everyone would get back to either a motel or the bunker, remove any messy clothes, get patched up, take a much needed shower and then head straight to bed.
most nights, you’d be too tired to talk, would get cleaned up by yourself, get into bed and be out like a light before saying goodnight to sam and dean.
sam always made sure to say goodnight in his own way, even if you were already asleep by the time he was finished. he’d creep into your shared bedroom, lean over the bed and kiss your cheek and forehead, whispering a soft ‘i love you.’ just making sure he said it every night.
the case you’d just been on wasn’t a usual one though, you were exhausted, but not the same as normal. you hadn’t been on the physical hunt this time, that was left down to dean and cas. instead, you were with sam, doing extra research and giving instructions over the phone to ensure everyone stayed safe.
now, back at the bunker, it was late. way past midnight. you’d checked on dean’s injuries, letting castiel handle it. leaving you to head to get some rest.
once you were in your bedroom, you let sam help get you dressed into more comfortable clothes. getting your own tee off of you, placing one of his large shirts over your body, getting you tucked into bed to stay warm right after he got your jeans off. he changed then, into a comfortable pair of sweatpants, and he laid down in bed with you right after.
it was quiet at first, just resting, finally getting a chance to lay down. sam shuffled towards you, laying his head against your chest, something he did when he wanted that closeness, the physical touch.
your hands went to his hair almost instinctively, fingers running through the strands, brushing it away from his face. he sighed contently, closing his eyes, letting himself relax into it. you knew he had a smile on his face, he always did at times like this.
“you okay, sammy?” you asked quietly after a while.
he hummed, “better now,” one of his arms moved to wrap around the front of your torso. “wanna go to sleep, baby? i know you said you were tired.”
you hesitated, maybe enjoying this more than sam was. not that you’d ever told him you loved to play with his hair. although it was shocking he hadn’t picked up on it more.
“can i braid your hair?” you abruptly questioned.
sam’s brow furrowed, moving to glance back at you, “can you what?”
“braid your hair,” you repeated. “it’s just— it’s soft, and i like doing this. think it’s just as relaxing for me as it is for you.”
he laughed softly, happy about it more than anything. at least he knew you enjoyed it. but, getting his hair braided? that hadn’t happened before.
without him answering, you reached over to the nightstand, grabbing a couple of your yellow, flowery scrunchies. ones sam had seen you use to put your hair up into a ponytail or bun many times. they were pretty, he’d told you that previously.
“i’ll do it like how my hair normally is,” you clarified. “like the two french braids, or just small ones.”
sam shrugged softly, “whatever you feel like doing, honey.”
you nodded, pushing sam gently to move just slightly. then you got started. first, parting his hair in half, tying one half up with one of your scrunchies. moving to the rest of his hair, you ran your fingers through it one more time before taking hold of a small section at the top of his hair.
as you did with your own hair, you split the section into three, starting to weave the pieces in and out to form a braid. slowly, you began to add in small sections of hair, creating that french braid effect.
and boy, were you enjoying this.
his hair was smoother than yours, slightly more fine, resulting in it being easier to move around in the way that you were wanting. it’s not like this was the first time playing with sam’s hair, but it was the first time realising how silky it was.
“your hair’s so soft,” you whisper, hearing sam let out a breath. “soft like silk.”
“you think so?”
“mhm,” you hum, concentrating as you tie off the first braid with your other scrunchie.
you continued onto the second braid, repeating the same process as with the first. getting the section, splitting it into three, and then beginning the braid.
only this time, you were sure sam’s breathing had gotten softer, quieter, more even. you stopped for a small minute, placing your hand on his shoulder, caressing your thumb back and forth.
he’d well and truly fallen asleep.
a smile grew on your face, knowing how tiring this case had been, that you all needed sleep. you just clearly helped sam along into that peaceful feeling while playing with his hair.
continuing on, you went back to the braid. doing it slower, more lightly, so to not wake him. you tied the scrunchie onto the end as you had with the other, looking over your cute braids.
moving ever so slightly, you found your phone on the edge of your nightstand, snapping a quick photo of the braids to keep, and show sam in the morning.
you placed your phone back where it was, switching off the bedside lamp after. then, you started shuffling down the bed, wanting to get yourself more comfortable to sleep. that’s when sam moved again.
“shh, baby, go back to sleep,” you kissed his head.
he opened his eyes, rolling onto his side to look at you, “think you put me to sleep.”
you laid closer to sam, letting him pull you into his arms, hugging you softly as he did every night. you sighed happily, closing your eyes.
“think it’s time for both of us to go to sleep,” you yawned, glancing up at sam once more.
he cupped your cheek, capturing your lips in a few loving kisses before getting more comfortable with you laying with him. your head against his chest, feeling safe while he held you.
“i love you, honey,” sam whispered, kissing your forehead. “goodnight.”
“goodnight, sammy,” you smiled. “i love you.”
as sleep took over, you were thankful another case could end like this. with comfort, happiness, all with the person you loved the most.
now with the addition of knowing sam’s hair would be pretty and wavy by the time you took the braids out in the morning.
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