additional notes: i’m back! i’ve had this idea in my head for a little over a week, and i hope yall like it :) thanks for sticking around and i hope to post more fics soon.
They were bickering when you entered the kitchen for lunch that afternoon.
“It’s gotta be me. I’ve had the most practice.”
“When’s the last time you even kissed someone?”
“When’s the last time you did, old man? The thirties?”
You rolled your eyes as you made your way to the fridge, hoping to find sufficient ingredients for a bagel sandwich. Listening to Sam and Bucky argue was the last thing you wanted to do after an hour-long workout, but you couldn’t help but be curious. “Should I even ask what you two are arguing about?” you asked, flashing Sam and Bucky a withering look over your shoulder.
Bucky defended himself immediately. “Sam here thinks he’s the better kisser. I’m trying to tell him why he’s wrong.”
Sam shook his head. “Nuh-uh, there is no way Snowflake here is better than me. He can run, he can lift, he can fight, but I draw the line at kissing. Help me out, Y/N.”
“Morning sleeping beauty.” Dean said with a smirk as Sam walked into the view of the kitchen.
“That’s my name Uncle De!” You replied with a pout.
“I thought you wanted to be Punzel?” Dean asked with a look.
“Oh, dat’s right. I’m Punzel!” You said happily before taking a bite out of your bagel.
“How are you so awake?” Sam asked while looking at you as he went to grab himself some much needed coffee.
“Whatcha mean?” Dean questioned, glancing between you and Sam. You simply shrugged your shoulders, dismissing the men before turning your focus back onto your bagel.
“She woke me up at like one am because of a bad dream and didn’t fall back asleep until six.” Sam replied with a yawn.
Dean looked over at you with a furrowed brow, “Shorty woke me up at six thirty. I just had her lay in bed with me watching Netflix until I decided to get up.” Dean told your father.
Both men shared concerned glances before Sam walked over and knelt down to your level. “Y/N, did you ever go back to sleep last night?” He asked you. You quickly nodded your head and took another bite of your bagel, but avoided eye contact with both men, a telltale sign that you were lying to them.
“Y/N.” You uncle said in a stern voice, causing your shoulder to slump.
“Baby, did you go back to sleep when I put you back in bed this morning?” Sam asked again. This time you shook your head ‘no’ while looking at your hands that were on your lap.
“Why not princess?” Dean asked while leaning down on your other side.
“Cause I was scareded the monster was gon get me if I went back to sleep. I tried really hard Daddy but I couldn’t, so stead I went to Uncle De’s room.” You said in a guilty voice.
“It’s okay sweetheart, you know I like our sleepovers.” Dean said, trying to erase the sadness you were feeling, no kid should feel sorry about wanting comfort from their family.
“You can always go to your uncle Y/N there’s nothing wrong with that. You can always come back and get me too, why didn’t you?” Sam asked, worried that you didn’t want his comfort.
“You were sleepy daddy and needed sleep. You kept the monsters away all night so I figured Uncle De could do it in the morning.” You said in a soft tone.
The brothers shared a chuckle at your words, “Can’t beat that logic.” Dean said with a smile on his face.
“No you can’t, but you missy,” Sam began while he swooped you into his arms causing you to giggle, “Need to get more sleep, and so do I.”
“Can I sleep with you daddy?” You asked with a concerned look on your face, scared he’d leave you alone.
“Of course baby.” He replied as he began to walk out of the room.
“Wait!” You shouted, putting both your hands on either side of your dad’s face.
“What?” Sam asked, concerned that he was missing something.
Title: 12 Days of Sabriel – Day 9 Words:
‘Showing up late to class with a Starbucks’ is not Sam’s style at
all. Not showing up to class at all because the guy working at
Starbucks is confusingly handsome is totally Sam’s style. Warnings:
Underage Drinking (< 21
|| Fluff || Height Difference || Coffee Shop AU || College AU || Sam
is a Starbucks virgin || OC: Bagel || Advent Calendar Fic
prompt: bucky using his memory loss as an excuse to get out of doing things
“So you managed to get three kinds of bagel.” Sam finishes poking through the last grocery bag and fixes Bucky with his least approving stink eye. “But you couldn’t get one bag of Doritos for me.”
“Oh, shit. Sorry.” Bucky’s face creases in embarrassment and Steve glances at him worriedly. Why there needs to be three of them in Sam’s kitchen figuring out the food for an afternoon watching football, he doesn’t know, but this is his goddamn life now. “I, um. I forgot.”
“It’s okay Buck, shit happens.” Steve squeezes his elbow sympathetically as Bucky ducks his head, ashamed of his frequent memory lapses. Sam squints at him and scoffs, because he knows that look.
“Sam.” Steve admonishes quietly, hand sliding up to Bucky’s shoulder in support. “It happens, alright? It’s not his fault.”
Steve is looking at Sam, so he doesn’t notice when Bucky looks up. He smirks and catches Sam’s eye, making sure he’s paying attention before he winks.
A/N: Part One of Moments started from a prompt for SPN Hiatus Writing Challenege, week 2. The original prompt was: “I know! Isn’t it great?” But for this one I’m not going to use that line, what started off as just a prompt, sorta turned into something else. Mostly like another part will come after this one.
Summary: It’s about different moments in the reader’s life that have been life changing for her.
Everyone has moments
in life that are life changing, game changers. There are three
moments in your life that forever changed the outcome of your world.
The first was meeting the Winchester, they helped you heal from the
loss of Ellen and Jo. Then you met the love of your life, the angel
Castiel. Everyday with your angel and boy was a blessing, everyday
you thought it couldn’t get better. But it did.
It started off as a
pretty normal morning, waking up pretty early. Sam was in the kitchen
waiting for you, a cup of coffee and a bagel set out. You smile
nodding at the younger Winchester, taking a bite of the bagel. The
coffee was delicious that morning, you hummed to yourself.
“Why are you so
happy?” Sam asked, sipping from his mug. You blushed, but didn’t
say a word. You were not about to tell Sam, who is practically your
brother, how Castiel zapped you to a beautiful lake last night. The
two of you laid out on a blanket, talking, laughing and devouring
each other until the morning lights made you realize the time. Sam
seemed to realize why you wouldn’t answer him.
“Oh, I see” He
smirked, you shot him a look. Sam burst into laughter.
“Just be glad it
didn’t happen here.” You started saying, but was interrupted by
Dean walking in yawning.
here?” He asked, you hand him a cup of coffee. He kisses you on the
head, taking a seat next.
“Her and Cas ”
Sam hinted, Dean smirked at you, winking.