I don’t think I deserve it.. Part 3
Characters: Teen!Reader, Sam, Dean
Warnings: Anxiety, fluff (?)
Word Count: 1,247 (I know it’s short, sorry)
A/N: It took a while to get this chapter up, sorry. I’ve been traveling for a few days so I couldn’t really write on it. Sam’s kinda cute in this chapter. I’ve been getting a lot of love from you guys and it makes me so happy. I love y’all, okay. If you wanna be tagged in future chapters just ask <3 If your @ is
crossed over, I can’t tag you.
It feels like the hug lasts for hours and eventually you fall asleep in Sam’s arms. He scoots up on the bed so that his body is laying against the headboard. He moves carefully, trying not to wake you as he lifts the cover at tucks it over your body and his legs.
He sits there with you in his arms as he thinks about what you told him before. Someone held her captive? What did they do to her? What did they make her do? Where is she from? All those unanswered questions and more didn’t leave his head and he didn’t feel how your heart started to beat faster.
Your mumbling had him finally looking down to you and you flinched a little. He shook your shoulder a little to wake you up but it didn’t work. “Hey, wake up.” He said as he shook your shoulder slightly harder.
You gasped as if you haven’t taken a breath in several minutes and your eyes looked panicked. “It’s okay! You fell asleep and you’re safe okay?” You nodded a little and Sam pulled you into a hug. His long and strong arms held you against his chest and he could feel how much just skin and bones you were.
“You hungry? I can make you something.” He said after releasing you from his grip. “No, it’s okay.” You mumbled. He stared into your eyes for a minute and he noticed how you looked everywhere except his eyes.
“Come on.” He said as he got up from the bed and took a hold of your hand. He dragged you along to the kitchen. “What do you like? Pasta? We got plenty of that for some reason.” Sam mumbled the last. When you didn’t answer he looked back at you.
You noticed his eyes on you and looked up. “I uhm, I can just take an apple.. If that’s okay..” An apple? She hasn’t eaten anything since she got here, she must be starving. “Of course it’s okay, I can make you something better, I mean, you haven’t eaten anything since you got here.” He found it weird that he was worried for a girl he just meet, but he couldn’t help it. She looked so alone and scared.
“I’m not that hungry.” You mumbled as you looked down to your feet. “Here,-” Sam handed you a green apple from the basket on the counter. “-but you can come here and eat whenever you like, okay?” You nodded a little as you took a bite of the apple.
“So, uhm, since-” Sam got interrupted by Dean in the middle of a sentence and when you head Dean’s voice you tensed. “What’s going on in here, huh?” Dean said as he walked up to the refrigerator and got a bear. “Just getting some food.” Sam answered, looking over to Dean.
“Hey kid, sorry of I scared you back there.” Dean said as he walked over to the table and sat down. “No worries.” You mumbled. “So do you have a name?” You looked up this time at Dean as you answered. “They called me Y/N.” Dean looked at Sam as he asked what she meant with “they” with his eyes and Sam shook his head, telling him not to question it right now.
Sam looked down at you again. “So Y/N, you wanna take a shower? We have towels and such for you.” You nodded your head and followed Sam down the hall. He stopped outside a door and you almost walked into him. “Wait here. I’m gonna get you the stuff.”
Sam came back with a towel, some leggings and a flannel and shampoo. “The, uhm, leggings are from an old friend who forgot them here and they might fit you.” You thanked him as you took the stuff. “You can lock the door if you want but we won’t come on if you don’t.” Sam said as he scratched his head a little. You nodded and walked into the shower room.
When your heard him walk away you locked the door. You quickly undressed and got into the shower. Your shower was quick and about 10 minutes later you were dressed in the leggings and the flannel. It reached all the way down to your knees and the arms were away too long. You found yourself freezing anyways so you didn’t mind.
You unlocked the door and got out. As you walked out of the shower room you didn’t watch yourself and you walked into someone, again. You let out a little scream and almost fell to the floor if it weren’t for the arms that catched you.
“You okay?” You recognized the voice as Dean’s and you looked up to in fact see Dean holding you. You nodded as you mumbled a sorry. “We thought we were gonna go to the store to buy you some stuff.” Dean said. “Oh.. okay.” Dean took a step from you and nodded his head down the hall. “Come on, Sammy’s waiting by the car.”
You followed Dean, and when you got up a few steps you found yourself in the garage. Old cars stood parked against the wall and you even spotted one or two motorcycles. When your eyes landed to the car in the middle on the room your eyes winded. You didn’t know much about cars, but that was a really beautiful one.
Sam was standing next to it and when he heard you two coming up the stairs he lifted his head to look at you two. When you locked eyes with Sam he smiled a little and you returned the smile. Dean walked up to Sam and Sam walked around the car and got in shotgun. You opened the backdoor and got in.
You reached out to close the door as Sam started talking. You jumped a little out of surprise, but Sam didn’t notice. “So Y/N, you can choose whatever you’d like that you think you’ll be needing.” You closed the door and turned around to see Sam looking at you, waiting for an answer. “Okay.” You replied.
Dean drove out of the garage and your nerves for going outside started to grow in your belly. Anything could happen out here. It took around 15 minutes to drive to the store and by the time Dean parked your anxiety were eating you up.
Dean and Sam got out of the car and Sam seemed to notice your discomfort. “Hey it’s okay. Nothing’s going to happen.” Sam said as he opened the backdoor for you. As you got out of the car Sam held out his hand for you to take. You didn’t care that you probably looked as a 10 year old holding someone else’s hand like your life depended on it as you took his hand.
He squeezed your hand a little and started to walk towards the store. “I made you a list, in case you forgot something. You can of course add stuff to the list too.” Sam said as he digged in his front pocket to get out the list. He gave it to you and you read it through a little.
As you three walked through the doors of the store Dean stormed off to the food section mumbling about not having eaten pie for weeks. There were a lot of people in the store and a heavy sigh left your lips.
Let’s do this.
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