Sam Winchester x Reader
Written for @impala-dreamer and her one prompt for all Sam challenge. The prompt was: “I promise, I won’t let go.”
As long as you had known Sam, you dreamed of him, and of the life the two of you could never have together. Everything from the white picket fence, to the boring desk job before you would come home to his dazzling smile. Never once did you tell him, knowing he would give you that soft smile of his, saying something to take away the awkwardness of the moment. So, you kept the wonderful dreams to yourself, knowing they would be the only way you would ever experience a somewhat normal life.
With each hunt draining you, almost killing you once or twice, the dreams sometimes disappeared for days or weeks at a time. Often leaving you lonely, and wanting that comfort they provided. So, when you woke up one morning, with Sam’s arm wrapped tight around you, your bare chest pressed to his, you didn’t think anything of it at first. Glad to have your favorite dreams back, you cuddled as deep as you could, not wanting the dream to end. “Y/N, we need to get up.” Sam chuckled against your hair. “I need to go to work.”