I’m Always Here
Pairing: Sam Winchester x Reader
Summary: The reader’s been dealing with a lot of stuff. (I mean, come on… She’s a hunter. What’d you expect?) Anyway, she starts looking at pictures and finds some of her and her dad. (For the sake of the story, he died in a hunting accident years ago.) And it just kinda breaks the dam holding back her emotions, and Sam finds her crying in her room at the bunker.
Word count: 864
Warnings: The reader’s been just feeling kinda depressed and down and just blegh… And like one curse word??
A/N: I’ve been wanting to write this for over a week. I was feeling sad and blegh (No, like seriously. I almost started crying because I couldn’t figure something out while practicing piano. lol) so… I got this idea. I mean, what’s better than having Sam freaking Winchester comfort you?
Anyway, you can implement anything that’s been putting you down lately. Hope you guys like it! (GIF not mine.)
And HAPPY BIRTHDAY SAM WINCHESTER!!
I stared at the pictures in the light of the small lamp that was next to my bed, trying to keep the tears from slipping out of my eyes. A loud sob slipped past my clenched teeth though. I put a hand over my mouth, knowing that if Sam or Dean heard me from wherever they were in the bunker, they would come in to make sure I was okay, which I really wasn’t right now.
I choked back another sob and half yelled instead, throwing the photos at the wall. Tears slipped down my face, and I brought my knees up, leaning my forehead on them.
I heard footsteps stop outside of my door and froze. So much for being quiet. Somebody knocked.
I wiped the tears away with the back of my hand and took a deep breath. “What’s up?”
Sam opened the door slowly. “Can I come in?” I nodded. He sat down on the floor next to me. “You okay, y/n?”