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Imagine making a bet with Sam
"So, you're sure you can beat me?" Sam scoffs not believing I'm better at him in pool.
I hold my hand out, ready to shake his hand. "I win, you go down on me tonight."
Sam cocks his brow, smirking deviously. "And the other way round if I win?"
"Of course! So you in?" I bite my lip, excited for the soon-to-be events.
Imagine having to part ways with Sam
You've just finished a hunt with Sam and Dean. But you've gotten awfully close to Sam and you're terrified of your feelings.
"Least that was a win." Sam chuckles, sitting beside me on the steps outside the house.
I sigh softly, looking down at my hands. "I can't stay with you guys."
Sam's gaze left my face and went to his feet. "You're leaving?"
"I wish I didn't have too, really-" I starts before Sam interrupts.
"Then don't. You don't have to be alone in this life." Sam pushes, hearing the lump in his throat as he holds back tears.
I sniffle, shaking my head, forcing a smile. "I do. Because I'm going to get attached to you and you're going to get attached to me. And we know how this ends. Better to end it now before it starts before we start sacrificing ourselves."
Nothing else was said, all that was heard was our sniffles and our hearts breaking.
Imagine putting your life on hold because you want to be with Sam
"Hey, Winchester!" I shout, walking over to the Impala with a duffle bag. "Your offer hasn't expired for me riding shot gun with you for a while, has it?"
Sam scoffs, grinning as he sees you walk over to him. "Thought you wanted to be a 'lone wolf'?"
"Turns out I missed the logic you continued to throw at me." I laugh, tossing the bag in the back. "Plus, it might be fun hanging with someone for a while."
Imagine Sam loving your cooking
"Where have you been? I seriously thought you'd left me to do all the research." Sam jokes as I place some lasagna on a plate in front of him.
"Eat up. We need our strength if we're going to be doing this all night." I grin, sitting down behind my plate. "It's spinach lasagna. You'll love it."
Sam starts cutting a piece off and places it in his mouth. Once chewing, his face is shocked at how good of a cook I am. "Wow." Was all that managed to leave his lips as we enjoy small talk over a nice meal.
Imagine Sam finally telling you how he feels
"Are you seriously going on a date with comic book guy?" Sam scoffs. "You're way too good for him!"
I turn around, throwing my purse on the table. "First, you said the vet only wanted me for sex! Then you said the Starbucks guy was too clingy! And now you're saying comic book guy isn't good enough for me!"
"It's true though! And you know it!" Sam yells back in frustration.
"Oh so what? I'm meant to never get a boyfriend because you think they're terrible?" I scream, threatening to pull out my hair out. "Who would be good enough for me? Huh?! You?"
"Yeah!" He says back before realizing what he said.
We stand there, now in silence. I'm not angry anymore. I stare at Sam now knowing why he was giving the guys I went out with bad feedback.
"Hey, someone wanna do a beer run?" Dean asks, entering the room.
Dean looks at both of us, stepping backwards slowly. "Wow... I just walked in on something."
Imagine Sam and you going on your first date
"Is Sammy blushing? Oh, he is!" Dean chuckles, clapping his hands together once. "That's adorable."
"It looks more like he's finding it difficult to breathe air." Castiel comments, looking at Sam. "His face is a scarlet red, indicating not enough airflow-"
"Seriously? I'm already nervous enough!" Sam confesses, getting frustrated at his brother and the angel. "I just need to-"
"Shh! Here she comes." Dean announces as you walk down stairs, dressed in a black, strapless cocktail dress.
Sam looks up. Admiring the view. You could see him instantly relax, knowing he was going to be fine with you by his side.
Imagine Sam being your personal trainer
"Is this the right form?" I ask, arching my back looking over at the young Winchester.
"Uh... Almost. Just gotta keep your back straight and feel your shoulder blades tighten." He instructs, placing his hand between your shoulder blades. "Right there."
Doing as he says, I notice him staring and having his hands on me even after I got the position right.
I laugh to myself, looking over my shoulder at the handsome male. "You know, I'm good for coffee after my sets are done."
Realizing I noticed, he quickly steps back, embarrassed.
Imagine breaking Sam's heart
"Tell her, man." Dean persuades Sam. "You'll miss your shot if you don't."
Finally, Sam worked up the confidence to tell you how he feels. As he drives over to your place, he brings himself to knock on the door.
"Sam?" You ask confused as you open the door to him. "Everything okay?"
Sam looks you up and down, stunned at your beauty, realizing you're about to go out. "Wow... You look amazing."
"Thanks, I've actually got a date tonight." I confess, spinning around to him. "Thought I'd clean up a bit."
You notice his reaction change slightly, before he forces a smile. "I was just in the neighborhood and wanted to say hi, but maybe another time."
Imagine Sam spoiling you on your birthday
You and Sam walk back into the bunker after a nice night out. I look around curiously, glancing back at Sam.
"Where's Dean?" I ask as Sam chuckles, walking up the stairs to the bedroom.
"We've got the bunker all to ourselves." He smirks deviously.
Sam removes his tie, tossing it over the railing causing me to catch it. I felt myself return his smirk, gliding up the stairs to the bedroom. Once reaching the room, Sam ordered me on the bed.
"Someone's been reading Fifty Shades." I teases crawling onto the bed.
Sam shakes his head, rolling his eyes with a soft grin. "I thought I should brush up on a couple of things."
Before I knew it, I was tied to the bed frame.
"Are we having fun, yet?" He asks, his eyes telling me I'm in for a perfect, rough sex sorta night.
"Kinky." I growl seductively at the younger Winchester.
Imagine reminiscing with Sam
"It was so ridiculous! I had the biggest crush on you back then!" I laugh, laying back on the couch as Sam sits on the edge of his bed.
"I remember you pretended to be bad at math so I'd tutor you." Sam chuckled, thinking back to when we were kids.
"You were my home school teacher when we weren't learning to hunt." I sigh happily, looking up at the ceiling.
Sam glances over at you on the couch. "You know, I kinda liked you back then too. That's why I wanted to keep our study sessions to go for an hour and a half instead of an hour."
We both laugh at the ridiculous things we did, trying to get close to each other. Little did we know, we had hidden feelings that needed to come out in the open.
Imagine trying to impress Sam
Imagine trying to impress Sam's with all the facts, only to have half of them wrong. But Sam doesn't pull you up on them because he knows you've done it for him.
Imagine Sam and Dean making you a promise
"Look, we get it-" Dean starts, before I interrupt.
"No, you don't! It's your jobs to save people - to save the world!" I explain, shaking my head as I look at the two boys who just want to help. "I have to do this. Alone. I need you guys to trust me and support my choice on this."
Sam sighs. "YN, you don't need to do this for us. We can figure this out. Together."
"This isn't just for you guys. I love you boys but I need you to promise me you won't get involved. This is my fight." I sternly say, switching looks between the two boys.
It takes them a moment, but they finally come to an answer.
"I promise."
"Yeah."
Imagine Sam trying to rescue you
"YN, are you okay?" Sam asks, untying the rope that held my arms together.
I held my head, groaning in pain from the constant hits. "I'm going to need some pain killers after this."
"At least you're still alive, if we had gotten here any later... Who knows what could've happened." Sam sighs, dreading the thought.
I slowly bring myself to stand with Sam's help. Chuckling as I look over at Sam. "But I still look good, don't I?"
He was not amused.
Imagine Sam confessing his feelings but you're too oblivious to realize
"So... We've known each other for a while now." Sam starts, running his fingers through his hair.
"I know right? It'll be two years in June!" I grin widely, thinking back at the times we've shared.
Sam chuckles before speaking again. "I haven't really been honest with you lately."
I furrow my brows confused, switching looks from both his eyes. "What do you mean?"
He takes in a large breath of air. "I like you." He confesses, clearly taking a lot for him to tell you this.
"Aww! I like you too, Sammy!" I laugh, obviously oblious to his confession.
"No, I meant... I, uh." He stumbles on his words, chuckling to himself as this was one of the many reasons he fell for you.
Imagine Sam
Imagine Sam shocked at how much porn you have on your laptop.
Imagine Sam
Imagine Sam meeting you on a hunt and you guys hit it off perfectly.
We've watched the boys die on numerous occasions, one we lived through a million Tuesday deaths. But no matter how many times we watched them die, we still cried.
We watched them lose and gain family along the long hunters path. Which, we once again, shared tears through.
They've saved the world more than once; fought Death, Satan and threatened God once or twice. They've broken bones, had deep wounds, gotten bruises and looked so good doing it.
But next year, Supernatural is ending. We all knew it was coming, but I don't think anyone was ready for it to be a reality. We gained a family from this show - not just the cast/crew, but each one of us that watch the show. No matter how long we've been watching the show.
Thank you for the memories. Thank you for the tears. Thank you for the smiles. Thank you for the laughter. Thank you for everything. 🖤