This is my first piece for @jarpadversebingo . Squared Filled: College A.U Pairing: Sam Winchester x reader best friends to lovers. Warnings: Language, Fluff, Angst(ish), Pining, Drinking, Jealousy, Couple Fighting. Summary: College is hard. Add on being in love with your best friend (who you have to watch struggle in their relationship) Make's it a real B**ch. Word count: 2500 Special thanks to @nightxcreature for being my beta 𫶠My Tag List My Master List Hope y'all enjoy âĄ
âIâm never gonna get this.â Sam huffed as he tossed the old book on the coffee table.
âNot with that attitude.â You told him,
âI think we need a break.â He voiced, standing up and starting toward the mini fridge in your common room.
âSo, whereâs Jess at tonight?â you asked him
âUm, girlâs night.â He said twisting the cap off two beer bottles. âShe said she needed to let off some steam.â He rolled his eyes.
âHmm. Sheâs been doing that a lot lately.â You commented.
âYeaâŚâ He handed you a beer and sat down. You clanked your bottle to his and took a drink. âBack in the day she used to get mad when I didnât go out with her.â
âWe donât have to talk about your relationship problems, if its too awkward for you.â
âYouâre my best friend y/n.â he bopped your nose. âWhy would it be awkward?â
You hated that term "best friend." Good enough to keep all your secrets and talk through your problems with but not good enough to be in a relationship with. You forced a smile, trying to mask the sting you felt every time you heard it.
"Sheâs been distant." Sam admitted, fidgeting with the label on his beer bottle. "I feel like she's pulling away, and I don't know what to do about it.â
You nodded, feeling a mix of empathy and frustration. "Have you talked to her about it?"
"I've tried, but she just says everything is fine." He sighed, taking another swig of his beer. "I don't want to push too hard and make things worse, you know?"
You leaned back on the couch, staring at the ceiling. "Relationships are complicated. Maybe she just needs some space to figure things out."
"Yeah, maybe." He seemed lost in thought, his eyes distant. "I just wish I knew what she was thinking."
You turned to him, your heart aching for him and for yourself. "I'm sure it will all work out, Sam. Sometimes people just need time."
"Thanks, y/n." He gave you a small smile. "And thanks for being here. I don't know what I'd do without you."
You smiled back, hiding the turmoil within. "Anytime, Sammy.â Â You picked the book up off the coffee table. âSo back to Constitutional Law.â You told him, making him groan.
ây/n!!â Sam shouted, collecting dirty looks as he ran through the library toward the table you were sitting at. âI did it! I passed the test!â
You stood up and threw your arms around him, âI knew you could it it!!â
His arms tightened around your waist; your feet left the ground as he spun you.
âOk, enough spinning.â You told him, making him laugh.
âI couldnât have done it with you.â He kissed your chest, making them turn red. âThank you.â
âYes, you could have.â You reassured him âBut youâre welcome.â
âI gotta go call Jess.â He pulled out his cell phone, walking away.
Your hand slid to the place where his lips just were, a sharp ping in your chest as you watched him walk away. You sat back down returning to your books, determined to focus, but the lingering warmth of his kiss made it difficult to concentrate. The library seemed quieter, almost melancholic, as you gathered your thoughts and tried to push the emotions aside.
âI donât get it Charlie.â You told your best friend as you plopped on her bed. âWhy canât he see it?â
Charlie sighed, putting down her book and turning to face you. âYou know, sometimes people just canât see whatâs right in front of them. Itâs like they have blinders on, focusing on everything but the most obvious thing.â
You stared at the ceiling, feeling the weight of her words. âBut why? Itâs so frustrating.â
âMaybe itâs because theyâre scared,â Charlie continued thoughtfully. âScared of ruining what they have, or scared of what might happen if they acknowledge it. Or maybe theyâre just not ready to see it yet.â
You sat up, hugging your knees to your chest. âSo, what am I supposed to do? Just wait?â
Charlie smiled gently. âSometimes, yes. And sometimes, you just must be patient and let them come to their own realization. Itâs not easy, but if itâs meant to be, it will happen in its own time.â
You nodded slowly, taking in her words. âI just wish he could see it now.â
âI know,â Charlie said, patting your hand reassuringly. She stood up and moseyed over to the mini fridge. âBut trust me, if itâs meant to be, heâll see it eventually. And until then, we have beer.â
You managed a small smile, feeling a bit more hopeful. âThanks, Charlie. You always know what to say.â
âAnytime,â she replied, the bottles clanked as she tapped your bottle with her own and you both took a swig.
You could hear yelling as you walked up the hallway to the apartment, recognizing Jessicaâs voice getting closer to their door.
âUm, maybe we should just go without them, Max.â You voiced turning around to him.
âOr maybe they need to go out to end the argument.â He countered.
âDude⌠That sounds bigger than just an argument.â
Max rolled his eyes and knocked on the door.
Sam's face was a mixture of sadness and anger as he opened the door. The spark in his eyes as they met yours was undeniable. "Hey guys⌠sorry about the noise," he said, his voice a blend of frustration and relief.
Concern etched on your face. "Is everything okay, Sam?"
He sighed heavily, running a hand through his tousled hair. "It's been a rough day.â
"Maybe getting out for a bit will help clear the air." Max pleaded.
A weak smile tugged at Samâs lips. "Yeah, youâre probably right. Let me just grab Jessica."
As Sam turned back into the apartment, you exchanged a worried glance with Max. Moments later, Jessica emerged, her face flushed and eyes weary. Despite the tension, she forced a smile. "Ready to go?"
You nodded, hoping the evening out might provide some much-needed relief for everyone. "Yeah, letâs get out of here."
You all walked down the hallway together, the tension in the air was thick, almost palpable. Each step echoed the unspoken worries and unresolved conflicts. Sam walked ahead, his shoulders slumped slightly, while Jessica kept her gaze fixed on the floor. You and Max exchanged another glance, silently agreeing to make the evening as light-hearted as possible. As you reached the building's exit, the cool evening breeze brushed against your face, releasing some of the awkwardness.
Your group managed to find an empty high-top table. You sat down next to Max, across the table from Sam.
âIâll be right back.â Max said as he started towards the bar.
Your eyes scanned the bar, trying to hide your discomfort.
âSo, y/n, big day Monday. Isnât this exam worth half your grade?â Jessica asked you.
âYep. If Max wouldnât have held me to my promise I would have my nose in a book right now.â
Sam chuckled. âIâm surprised you didnât bring them with you.â
You peered at him as you gave him a mocking look. Jessicaâs eyebrows rose as you and Sam teased each other.
Making his way back, Max sat a tray on the table. There were 9 shots and 3 beers sitting on it.
âDid you leave any for anyone else?â Sam joked.
âShut up and do a shot.â Max remarked.
As the glasses emptied, your group relaxed and started having fun.
Jessica stood up and started swaying her hips, you could tell she was starting to feel the effect of the alcohol. You looked away as she wrapped her hands around Sam from behind. Not being able to stop it, you glanced back out of the corner of your eye. Your heart sank as you found a wide smile on his face with her whispering in his ear.
He chuckled. âYou know I donât dance, babe.â
She pouted.
âThatâs not going to work.â
âFineâ She sighed. âMax, come dance with me?â she held out her hands.
âOf course, darlin.â He drank the last swig of his beer and stood up. âBut forewarning if a hot guy approaches me, Iâm ditching you.â he stated as he gabbed her hands, making the 3 of you, chuckle.
Sam turned to you. âWhatâs on your mind over there?â he stretched his leg, tapping you on the knee with his foot.
âHow did you know?â
âYour beer.â He pointed at the bottle in your hand. You looked down realizing you were scratching off the label with your nail. âYou always do that when youâre debating something, or nervous.â
You let out a soft, amused chuckle. âWell, I was debating on whether I should ask you whatâs going on with you two.â
 âAh I see.â He smiled and took a drink. âI donât want to bother you with it.â
You glared at him. âCome on. Out with-it Winchester.â
He chuckled. âItâs stupid.â
âAmuse me.â
âShe thinks I have feelings for you.â
You swallowed hard as your heart leaped into your throat. âWhy would she think that?â you asked, trying to keep your voice steady.
Sam shifted uncomfortably in his seat, glancing away for a moment before meeting your gaze again. âI donât know! Maybe because we spend a lot of time together, and she gets jealousâ
You looked at him intently, searching for any hint of truth in his eyes. âAnd do you?â you asked softly, almost afraid of his answer.
He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. âHonestly, I donât know what I feel anymore. Sheâs been so distant lately, and youâve always been there for me. Itâs confusing.â
You felt a mixture of emotions swirling within you. Hope, fear, and deep empathy for your friend. âSam, Iâm always here for you, but I donât want to be the cause of any problems between you two.â
He nodded, appreciating your candidness. âYouâre right. I need to clear things up with her.â
You pulled your purse onto your shoulder as you walked out into the common room. Charlie was sitting on the couch, smiling at you. Your eyes followed hers as she looked at a bouquet of white lilies with red roses, sitting on the coffee table.
âWhat are those?â
âI do believe they call those flowers, darlinâ.â She smarted.
Your head tilted âWell no shit sherlock. Who sent you those?â
âThey arenât for me.â
Creases formed in your forehead as you read your name written on the note card. âWho are they from?â You leaned down and grabbed it.
âI didnât read it, but I got a good guess.â She smiled.
The card read:
You're not going to need it, but good luck today! You got this y/n! I'll see you after.                                            -âĄ- Sam
You blushed slightly, feeling a wave of warmth washing over you as you tucked the card into the pocket of your purse.
âMaybe you wonât have to wait much longer,â Charlie teased, her eyes twinkling with mischief.
A smile tugged at your lips. "Yeah, maybe not," you replied softly.
âHow did you do you have so much shit, Sammy?â Dean asked his little brother as he loaded more of Samâs belongings into his truck.
Sam chuckled. âThank you. For helping me.â
âNot a problem.â Dean sighed. âAre you sure itâs over? You might be able to.â
âDean.â Sam cut him off. âItâs over.â
âWhat are you not telling me Sam?â
Sam glanced at Dean, a small smile creeping onto his face. "I have feelings for someone else," Sam explained.
Dean smiled as he registered Samâs words.
"She's incredible. Smart, kind, everything I finally realized I needed." He paused, looking down at the ground for a moment before meeting his brother's eyes again. "She's been my rock through all of this."
âShe is pretty special huh?â
"She is," Sam affirmed. "She's got this way of making everything seem... brighter. Even when things are tough, sheâs always there, supporting me, believing in me."
Dean nodded slowly, processing his brother's words. "Well, Sam. Itâs about damn time."
A weight lifted off your shoulders as you walked out of the exam room. A smile spread across your face as you saw Sam pacing in the hallway, waiting for you.
"I didn't know you meant right after, Winchester," you said, a hint of playful surprise in your voice.
Sam's smile broadened, his eyes lighting up with warmth and amusement. "Oh, so you got the flowers," he said, his tone teasing yet tender
"I did," you replied, starting to walk over to him, your heart fluttering with every step. "They're beautiful, Sam. Thank you.â
Sam's smile widened even more, if that was possible. "I'm glad you like them," he said, his eyes sparkling with warmth and amusement.
âSo, howâd you do?â
âWhat do you think? I aced it.â you teased.
âOf course you did.â He agreed, still smiling
âSo, whatâs the plans for today?â you asked him
"Come on," he said, taking your hand gently but firmly. "There's something I want to show you."
You followed him, curiosity and excitement mingling in your chest. He led you through the winding corridors of the building until you reached a staircase that ascended to the roof. With every step, the anticipation built, the air between you charged with unspoken words.
When you finally reached the top, the view took your breath away. The iconic, red-tiled roofs of the university buildings gleam brightly under the azure sky, creating a picturesque contrast against the lush greenery. The palm-lined main quad is bustling with students and visitors, all soaking in the warmth and vibrant energy of the day.
Sam turned to you, his expression soft and vulnerable, a look you had seen rarely but cherished deeply. "I have a confession. And Iâm sorry itâs taken this long, Being your best friend has been the best thing thatâs ever happened to me " he began, his voice steady but filled with emotion. âYou a way of making everything better. Youâve been my light in the darkest of times. But.â He started walking towards you.
Your heart pounded in your chest as his words sank in.
His steps slow and deliberate, as if he was savoring each moment leading up to this one. The wind played gently with his hair, and the sun cast a warm glow on his face, highlighting the sincerity in his eyes.
His hand cupped your face once he got close. âI donât want to be your friend anymore.â
A smile spread across your face as his words hung in the air, their warmth enveloping you like a cherished memory.
"I love you," he confessed, his eyes searching yours for a response. "More than I ever thought possible."
Tears of joy welled up in your eyes as you whispered, "I love you too, Sam."
With a relieved smile, he closed the distance between you, capturing your lips in a tender, heartfelt kiss. In that moment, everything felt perfect.
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