Summery: with a dragon hunt afoot, the reader needs to confess a secret to the Winchesters, one that might change their view on her.
Sam x Reader
Word count: 1682
Warnings: none, readers a virgin ( although that’s not really a warning)
A/N: anonymous asked: Hi, could you please do a samXreader where they are crushing on eachother and dean just sees y/n as a sister b/c she is young compared to him (but old enough so sam isn’t creepy) and they go on a dragon hunt and she has to say is a virgin. Thanks :)
“What’s up squirt?” Dean said walking into the library and ruffling your hair as he passed causing you to grumble and swat his hands away angrily.
“My god you and Sammy need haircuts!”
“Do not!” you and Sam yelled at the same time, looking across the table at each other with a small blush on your faces. You were both trying to look for cases with, surprisingly, no luck.
“Awh Sammy, look at Y/N blushing! What are you, twelve?”
Your eyes narrowed at the eldest Winchester.
“I’m a year younger than Sam you doorknob!”
“Doorknob? So young, so innocent.” Dean laughed as he ruffled your hair once more.
“I am not innocent, I killed a guy!”
“That’s your job you idiot.” Dean said as he left the library to go scavenge the kitchen.
“Still killed a guy.” you grumbled which caused Sam to laugh.
God did you love that laugh. You couldn’t help but notice how cold the bunker was and rubbed your arms in a poor attempt to warm yourself up. Maybe you should go put some socks on or something-
“You cold?” Sam asked looking up form his book, eyes locked onto your bare arms.
“Just a little-”
You didn’t expect Sam to take off his own sweater and give it to you, but here you were, wrapped in Sam’s warm, oversized sweater, flapping your arms to get comfortable.
“Thanks.” you murmured, breathing in the all too familiar smell that accompanied Sam.
“You should wear my clothes more often.” Sam smirked as he looked back down as the book in hand, watching your from his peripheral as your face turned a deep red.
“Did’ya guys find anything?” Dean questioned as he pulled up a chair to the table, shoving papers and books away much to Sam’s protest.
“Well, we have a major dragon situation-”
“A dragon?” you questioned nervously, fidgeting with your fingernails suddenly.
“Uh- yeah, the town-”
“Are you sure it’s a dragon? I mean, aren’t they pretty rare to run into?”
“Well sure, but seeing as all the women two towns over are going missing, and they were all virgins-”
You let out a soft groan as you nodded.
The boys didn’t know. Why tell them anyways? Dean would just make fun of you and call you ‘innocent’ and Sam? You knew about Sam’s pervious hook-ups, you knew he wasn’t a virgin. But you? Oh boy were you a virgin.
You never thought it was a big deal, besides, you were a little busy hunting monsters and saving people to ever… ‘get it on’, plus you wanted to wait for someone you cared about…. Even if that did sound incredible cheesy and dumb.
“Y/N? Sam said, drawing you out from your train of thought.
Sam let out a soft chuckle that made you smile. He was always doing that, making you smile for no reason. But that was love, wasn’t it?
“I said is there a problem?”
“Oh- its… I just-”
What if Sam thought you were too innocent too?
What if he didn’t want to be with someone so inexperienced?
“I’m, you know…”
He didn’t want someone who had no clue what they were doing.
“I’m excited! Yah dragons.” you said letting your voice drop at the end and punching the air.
“Um… alright?” Dean said walking away and giving Sam the ‘she’s crazy’ eyes.
You should’ve told them. You should have told them you were a virgin, you were putting yourself in so much unnecessary danger. But you couldn’t tell them, how awkward would that be?
‘Hey Sam I’m a virgin but I still wanna jump your guns even though I have no clue what I’m doing!’
Awesome, that would totally make him want you then.
Sam turned around in his seat to look at you, another smile playing on his lips
“Do you ever listen?” he questioned with a laugh.
“Your hair must act as a sound barrier, its too long.”
Sam gasped and recoiled, a hand pressed to his chest in mock offence.
“I’m too cute to be mean.”
Sam paused realizing what he said.
“Uh- anyways, I wanted to go over the game plan-”
“We need to find where they’re keeping the virgins, we know they’re sacrificing-”
You started to drown Dean out as your mind wandered.
If Dean and Sam knew how much danger you were putting yourself into…
Let yourself be open to dragon kidnapping, mess up the hunt and/or be sacrificed for some unknown purpose or tell Sam and Dean you’re a virgin….
“Guys… I cant… I cant go, you need to drop me off somewhere.”
You saw Sam and Dean exchanged glances, eyebrows both knit in confusion.
“What wrong? don’t wanna hunt a dragon? You seemed so excited?” Sam questioned.
“No- you don’t understand… Its not that I don’t want to go… I cant go.”
“Y/N I don’t-” you saw Deans eyes widened, finally catching on.
“No.” He breathed out shocked, like it was this unthinkable, unimaginable thing. “Shut it.” you growled, sinking lower into Sam’s sweater that you were still wearing.
“Wait- you’re… you’re a-”
“Yes!” you yelled cutting Sam off quickly.
You all sat in awkward silence for a few minutes, your embarrassment dragging you down like an anchor as you continued to sink lower and lower into the comforts of Sam’ way to big sweater.
Sam paused, thinking of his choice of words.
“Why didn’t you tell us?”
“Why didn’t I tell you? You both are so experience with… that. What was I suppose to say?”
“How about ‘hey Sam and Dean this hunts dangerous for me, I’m a virgin’ then we could have kept you a home, you would have been safe at the bunker.” Deans voice was calm, no more evidence of shock. But you could still see it in his eyes.
“Maybe you should drop us off at a motel, you can take care of a dragon, right?” Sam said turning to his brother.
“No! I’m okay, you can go-”
“I haven’t seen a motel for a while, maybe just hang around town?”
“Guys I’m fine-”
“Yeah, just drop us off at a café or something, I’m sure we can keep busy until you finish up.”
“Alright, I’ll text you when I’m done.”
Dean pulled the car over and Sam got out to open your door.
“Come on, we can go for a meal and then, I don’t know, shop or whatever.”
You raised an eyebrow at Sam’s outstretched hand, eventually taking it.
“I’ll be finished up soon.” dean shouted as he drove away, leaving you and Sam on the sidewalk.
“Sam Winchester… wants to go shopping? With me?” your voice was filled with disbelief and doubt.
“What’s wrong with wanting to shop with you?”
“Well first off, you hate shopping and second I made you miss the dragon hunt because I’m a stupid virgin.” you didn’t mean to sound bitter, you didn’t think it was a big deal, being a virgin and all. But you were upset you made Sam miss the hunt.
“I don’t care about the hunt if it means you’re not safe.”
You looked up to Sam as you both walked down the street, confusion drawn into your features.
“Don’t give me that look.”
You continued to give him the look.
“What? Why are you looking at me like that?”
“You care if I’m safe or not? I literally go on every hunt with you guys.”
“Yeah, and I worry.”
You gave him another look.
“I do! I don’t know what I’d do if- if I lost you.”
“You’d get over it.”
Sam stopped suddenly.
“You cant believe that.”
“Sam,” you sighed “You’d get over it, its just me-”
“Exactly, its you. Who else would always take my sweaters? Or keep me up all night talking about dumb tv shows? Or bug me to make them breakfast?”
“You should have told us earlier Y/N, why didn’t you?”
You shrugged as the two of you continued walking, occasionally bumping shoulders.
“I was embarrassed.”
“About what? That you’re a vir-”
“Yes!” you said laughing nervously, you lowered your head and started picking at your nails.
“Why would you be embarrassed about that?”
“Are you kidding me! You and Dean have so much experience, I thought you would think-”
You stopped realizing what you were about to say, ‘I thought you would think of me like Dean does, as just a little sister’.
You didn’t want to be Sam’s little sister, or Sam‘s friend, you wanted more.
“You thought I’d think what?”
“No, tell me.”
Your heart started pounding, where were you going to go with this? Were you going to tell him the truth? Were you going to brush it off? Crap. Would it be better if he knew your feelings? It couldn’t possibly be worse, he already knew you were a virgin. Here goes nothing.
“I thought you would think of me as just a friend Sam, I thought you’d think of me as your little sister and I don’t want to be your little sister or your friend, I want-” you swallowed roughly, mouth suddenly becoming dry.
“I wanted more-”
“Wanted? Past tense.”
“Well I know you don’t, that’s not how you feel-”
“How do you know how I feel?”
You both stopped once more, each facing one another.
“I don’t- I don’t understand-”
Sam took a step closer to you, chests almost touching.
“I don’t think of you as my sister, that would be awkward.”
“Why would that- oh.”
Sam pressed his lips to yours gently, his gigantic hands cupping your face.
“But I’m a virgin.”
This caused Sam to laugh, a shoulder shaking, hunched over, deep hearted laugh.
“Don’t laugh at me.”
“I’m not laughing at you,” Sam said smiling “I’m laughing because you thought that would matter.”
“But, I’m so… inexperienced.”
A sly smile grew on the Winchesters face as he looked down at you, eyes wandering over your features, lingering on your lips.
“That can be fixed.”