This is for @thing-you-do-with-that-thing SPN Hiatus Challenge Week #6 The prompt is: “If you really loved me there wouldn’t be a choice.”
Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, pregnant reader
Sam was so engrossed in his research on Rugarus that he completely missed the text from Y/N. That was his first mistake.
Y/N: I want ice cream.
A few minutes later, it went off again. Sam was still oblivious. It wasn’t uncommon when he got into “The Zone” as you liked to call it for him to be completely unaware of his surroundings.
Y/N: Your son wants ice cream
Finally, when it went off the third time Dean had lost his patience. “Dude!” he snapped, smacking Sam upside the head. “Would you PLEASE see what she wants already?”
Y/N: If you loved me you would get me ice cream.
Sam finally looked at his phone. “Now she’s texting me her cravings.” He said, rolling his eyes. “She’s only in the bedroom.”
Dean snorted. “Can you blame her? She’s as big as a house! Her stomach comes into the room 5 minutes before she does!”
Y/N: TELL DEAN I CAN HEAR HIM!!!! It’s not my fault your so DAMN big Gigantor!! This kid is HUNGRY and so am I!!!
Sam said nothing, just grinned as he showed the phone to Dean. “Great, now you’ve pissed her off. Nice job, Sammy!”
Y/N: While you’re getting me my ice cream, you can swing thru the drive thru at Taco Bell. They are open late. I want nachos.
Sam picked up his phone and when he read it he shouted in the direction of the bedroom, “You can have ice cream or Taco Bell but not both. I don’t want you eating all this crap, Y/N. It’s not good for you or the baby. Make a choice.”
Both the brothers waited for you to text your reply, but Sam’s phone remained stubbornly silent. A few minutes later when you came shuffling out of the bedroom, one hand on your aching back, one cradling your stomach. Sam and Dean braced themselves.
You walked up to the table and stood in front of Sam. “Make a choice?” you said deathly quietly. “I am pregnant and hormonal and so damn moody right now I don’t know which end is up. I don’t think indulging our cravings is that much to ask. If you really loved me there wouldn’t be a choice. But I will leave it up to you. Think hard Sam.“
You headed back to the bedroom, slamming the door for good measure. Sam and Dean left a few minutes later. You came out in a bit and grinned as your son kicked. “I going to miss it when I can’t use you as an excuse to get your Daddy and Uncle to get me ice cream anymore. Silly men.”