Don’t Be Ignorant
Pairing: Sam x Reader
Word Limit: 500 or less
Word Count: 487
Warning: fluff, upset Sammy, more fluff
A/N: this is for @trexrambling‘s Daring Drabbles Challenge. I hope I did good for this story. Enjoy.
Sam’s been avoiding me and I can’t figure out why. I’ve tried flirting with him, I’ve made him his favorite foods. And nothing. No indication that he might feel something for me. Why? Dean’s told me that his track with women hasn’t been the greatest, but I want him to know that someone cares for him. That someone loves him.
“Hey Sam. Can I talk to you for a moment?”
“Sure (Y/N). What’s up?”
It was now or never. “Sam, do you love me?”
That caught him off guard. Clearing his throat, he shifted and avoided eye contact. “Of course I do. You’re like family.”
“Not what I meant,” I crossed my arms, leveling him with a look, “there’s no way you were so ignorant to my advances. You knew what I was trying to do, didn’t you?”
“I don’t want to hurt you. I can’t lose you,” he tried, finally looking me in the eyes. Sam was afraid I’d die if I was with him.
“Sam, you’re not gonna lose me. There’s a greater risk of me getting hurt or dying on a hunt than there would be with me and you being together,” I tried to reason, but he stood up, turning away from me.
“You don’t understand. Every women that has been involved with me, romantically or not, has gotten hurt, died, or forgotten me. I can’t…” his shoulders slumped as he tried to convey what he was so worried about. Walking up to him, I wrapped my arms around his back, head below his shoulders.
“I know you’re scared, Sam, but I’m not going anywhere. I’m here. You’re not getting rid of me so easily,” I chuckled slightly, trying to get him to relax. Slowly, his hands came up and covered mine, a shaky sigh of relief escaped his lips as he turned around in my arms. And I was engulfed in a hug that was all Sam, tight and comforting. Like he was scared I was going to disappear.
“I love you, Sam. Always have and always will. I’m here for you, like you are for me. I’m not going anywhere,” I affirmed, laying my head over his heart (below it a little actually).
“I-I-I love you, too (Y/N). I’ve just been so scared of, well, scaring you off. I don’t know what I’d do if I, or Dean, lost you,” he laid his chin on top of my head, the tenseness slowly melting away. I wasn’t going anywhere; I wouldn’t leave Sam like that. Maybe he wasn’t so ignorant after all. He was my Sam, my moose, and I wouldn’t have him any other way.
Sam placed a kiss on my head and I couldn’t help but laugh. “What?”
“You missed,” I chuckled as I leaned up and tried to kiss his lips. He chuckled as well and picked me up slightly to capture my lips. It was perfect. He was perfect.