#OFFEND HIM TO MAKE HIM BLUSH BYEEEEE

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flirting 101 in SHARDLAKE (2024-)

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i loved the 73 questions imagine so much, could you do another interview type thing, nothing specific:)

Y/N L/N & HARRY STYLES TAKE A LIE DETECTOR TEST | VANITY FAIR

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"Y/N?"

"Yes."

"Harry?"

"Yes."

"We brought you in here today to take a lie detector test. One of you will be hooked up to the machine while the other asks questions. Then you'll switch." A lady behind the camera tells Y/N and Harry. They both look at each other with small grins as the lady continues on. "So who wants to go first?"

Harry let's out a laugh when Y/N points at him. He shakes her head with a smile.

"Why me?"

"Because I said so." Y/N tells her boyfriend making him playfully roll his eyes.

"Okay..." Harry mumbles.

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Y/N makes eye contact with her boyfriend who looked happier than ever to get questioned. He was truly not worried at all.

Once he was all set the examiner sat down and nodded at Y/N to start. She gives Harry a grin which he returns.

"So...a few years ago on Twitter you liked a series of Tweet's about me." Y/N tells Harry who groans knowing what is coming next. "How long have you liked me?"

Harry nervously blinks as heat rises to his cheeks. He had liked Y/N ever since his One Direction days and now he could finally say that she's his.

"Erm...since 2013."

Y/N looks at the examiner who nods and says Harry's passed. A grin appears on her lips when she sees her boyfriends flushed face.

"That long?" Y/N playfully gasps as Harry nods sheepishly.

"I've been obsessed with you for as long as I can remember." He smiles making Y/N start to blush.

Everyone in the room awes at the couple. Y/N and Harry were the private type of couple that never shared their intimate moments. Today was really the first time they were not hiding their relationship.

"Next question is....what songs off of Fine Line are about me?" Y/N questions Harry who still had a grin on his face.

"Every single song I make is about you." He tells Y/N who beams at his response.

"He passed." Sam the examiner looks at Y/N with a smile.

"You're really are obsessed with me." Y/N laughs as Harry just keeps smiling at her. He looked at her like she was the only girl in the world and it made her smile uncontrollably.

"That I am." - "Are you ready Y/N." Harry asks his girlfriend who looked nervous.

"No..."

Both Harry and the examiner laugh at Y/N's response. She was now in the same seat Harry was previously sat on with wires wrapped around her hands and body.

Harry was seen with the biggest grin he could muster up holding a few cards that had questions written on them.

"Are we ready Sam?" Harry questions the examiner who gives him a nod in response. "Alright. Y/N on our first date you had asked me what I did for a living. Did you really not know I was a musician or were you lying?"

"I knew who you were I just wanted to humble you." Y/N tells Harry as she begins to giggle at his shocked face.

"You wanted to humble me?" Harry laughs. "Jeff she wanted to humble me." He looks at someone behind  the camera who was also laughing.

"As she should." Jeff responds making Harry and Y/N cackle even harder.

"I'm going to cry." Harry says in between laughs. That was seriously something Y/N would do and it made Harry love her more, if that was even possible. "Okay next question. When you attended the Dunkirk movie premiere with me I vividly remember giving you my jacket then you 'losing it'. Did you really loose it?"

"Oh…yeah. I honestly think I left it in the theater." She furrows her brows thinking.

"She’s telling the truth." Sam speaks up as she looks at the computer that was mothering Y/N’s heart rate.

"Hmmm. Who is your favorite One Direction member?" Harry asks his girlfriend who shakes her head smiling.

"I don’t know. Uh….Niall?"

"And we are done with the interview. Byeeeee." Harry turns to look at the camera trying to keep a straight face but he immediately starts to laugh. "I am so offended right now."

COMMENTS

harryfan2

they are seriously made for each other

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harryfan5 the way y/n always makes harry blush

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harryfan7 crying, throwing up, sliding down the wall

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harryfan9 my parents 💞

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harryfan11 he is so happy with her omg

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The Dating Form: #22

warnings: slight sexual themes (I’M SORRY DON’T KILL ME)

___ Y/N's POV ___________________________

"You don't want to come with us?" Dokyeom asks, holding my hand, swinging it around. He's always got so much energy. How??

Also, I think this means it's not Dokyeom who's my date. Same with Hao and Jun, and thank god for that, it'd make being friends with them super awkward. So it's either Chan, Soonyoung or some random person.

"As much as I'd love to play arcade games, I got to wait for my date here, apparently I'm meant to meet them at this very spot" I say and he laughs.

"Aw okay, next time, but I'm sure the arcade will be more fun than your date" he says and I laugh.

"I hope not, it better be worth it" I say.

Soonyoung puts his arm around my shoulder and Dokyeom lets go of my hand. "We're going to go now before the leeeeeaaadder changes his mind and tells us to practice" Dokyeom says and I laugh.

"Byeeeee"

"BYEEEE GOOD LUCK WITH YOUR DATE".

Soonyoung stands in front of me and I look at him. So is it him?

"You were great today!" He says excitedly, high giving me.

"Oh thanks leeeeeaaadder" I say and he laughs.

"So, are you going to join the Tigers?" He asks me.

"I don't know if I can handle doing something for the showcase, that's the only reason why I'm holding back" I explain and he nods.

"you don't have to join the showcase if you don't want to, just join us for the food and parties" he says and adds "Dokyeom does that too half the time".

I wonder where's my date. I don't know if it's Soonyoung. You'd think someone be more upfront then beat around the bush, if you like someone you know.

"Okay I'll see" I say and his phone goes off.

"OH your date is ready, don't worry it's not me" he says and opens the practice door for me.

My jaw drops.

Chan.

Of course.

It makes so much sense.

But I don't know what to think about it.

"HAVE FUN BABY TIGERS" Soonyoung yells, running down the hallway, waving goodbye.

I walk further into the practice room.

It changed completely.

Before the floor had drops of sweat everywhere, but now it's covered with mats, pillows and blankets. I look up and see Chan staring at me.

I can feel my cheeks heat up and I stand in front of him.

"This is incredible... I've never had someone do something so romantic for me" I say and add "thank you".

"I- u-um you deserve it. I've liked you for a while now... The dating form just made it easier for me to be honest about it" he tells me. I can tell he's trying to own it, but he's still shy, unable to look me in the eyes. He's nervous and I get this urge to comfort him.

I reach out for his hand and intertwine our fingers together.

"Don't be nervous, it's just us two" I say and add "I'm not judging you".

He nods. This is kind of awkward, like it's cute but it's also tough. I just want to get to know him more. He reaches over to the Bluetooth speakers and turns it on.

"Dance with me?" He asks and I nod. He presses play on the speaker.

I can feel him loosen up as he holds my body close to his. We begin to sway and he begins to smile more as we dance along.

I almost trip over my feet and we both start laughing. Chan's grip on my waist probably the only thing saving me from falling.

We go back to swaying together and he can't stop smiling at me. I can feel myself smile along with him.

____ Chan's POV _______________________

Y/N and I continue dancing for a while, just smiling at each other but then staring into each other's eyes.

There's so much I want to say to her, but I don't know where to start. I want to get to know her more but I want to put everything out in the open.

"AH!" she squeals, breaking my flow of thoughts. She's about to hit the ground but my reflexes pull her close to me, grab her waist and carry her up.

"Wow" she mumbles and adds "I didn't think you're this strong".

"Watch this" I say.

I spin her around and she's laughing.

"CHAN!"

Oh I wish she can be mine.

I place her down and she smiles at me.

"Do you want to watch some movies?" I say and she nods.

___ Y/N's pov __________________________

Chan has some serious blanket fort making skills, the fact that he built this in like 10 minutes is insane. It's covered in fairy lights and all the pillows and sheets are white.

Him and I have been eating and just chatting about how life has been treating us and trading funny stories of our friends. He seems more relaxed now and I prefer this side of him.

"Done eating?" He asks and I nod. He packs up all the food containers and cleans up around us.

"Good food choice by the way, can't go wrong with Chinese food" I say and he smiles.

"Yeah, Soonyoung got Hao and Jun to give food recommendations" he mentions.

"I'll be right back" he says and I nod. I hear him leave the practice room to probably throw all the rubbish away. I scroll on my Instagram and take a photo of the blanket fort to post on my story.

I lay back down in the blanket fort and Chan comes inside.

"Can I cuddle up with you?" he asks and I nod.

His arms instantly wrap around my waist and he pulls me closer to his chest. He pushes my messy hair away from my face.

"So.."

"So.."

Why is it awkward again?.. have I done something?

"Hmmm, I got a question, do you want to travel the world?" I ask him. Okay he's relaxed again, not as awkward. I don't know what's making him nervous though, we've hung out more than once. I'm not a scary person either.

"Yeah of course, I think there's so much out there that we can learn and experience, things that classes won't cover" he says to me and I nod.

"Agreed, where would you want to go?" I say.

"Japan. Hands down. I know a bit of Japanese"

"What? That's so cool, I'll have to take you with me then" I say.

"Please do"

"I have a question for you, Y/N" Chan states.

"Oh my god, that sounds so ominous" I respond, laughing lightly and add "what is it?"

"Do you remember the Tigers' afterparty?" He asks me.

"Little bits of it, I drank a bit too much, I had a little hangover the next day" I explain.

"I think that's when I knew for sure I wanted to date you, I think I tried like three times to get your phone number but I kept on backing out each time. I also think you got Jun and Hao to stop teasing me at one point of the night" he says.

"I don't remember either of those things but I do remember us being locked in the pantry as we tried to get cups for the alcohol" I say and he laughs.

"Oh yeah there's that too, like it was  stuffy but I don't think I cared cause I was with you" he says. I blush.

"that's smooth" I say and he laughs at me.

All of a sudden, Chan's phone rings and he sits up, grabs the phone and picks up the call. I follow suit, sitting up with him.

"Hey Soonyoung, what's up?"

"Yeah it's good so far"

"What?"

"You're kidding"

"What do you mean? How did you accidentally lock me and Y/N in?"

"So, what are we meant to do?"

"We have class at 8am, you do know that right?"

"I can't believe you man"

"Okay bye"

___ Chan's POV ________________________

I cannot believe he took the practice room keys home and has lost them. This means we need to stay the night in this practice room.

Usually, I'd be happy since it means more time Y/N but this is a bit far.

"What happened, Chan?" She asks me.

"Soonyoung thought it was a good idea to go home with the practice room key, locking us in" I explain.

"for how long?"

"rest of the night"

"You're kidding" she says, and adds "can't he just come back and unlock the door?"

"He lost the key, so we'll need to wait for the cleaners to open the doors in the morning, I'm really sorry Y/N" I say.

"No no, it's not your fault" she responds.

"I just have to call my brother though" she says and grabs her phone. She opens it up and goes to speed dial.

"Hey Cheol, don't get mad"

Y/N puts the call on loud speaker for me to listen.

"What happened?" He asks and I hear another voice.

"HI Y/N HOW'S THE DATE?!"

"Not now Hannie" her brother says and Y/N laughs.

"It's good but we've run into an issue.." She says, trailing off. She holds my hand. Is she nervous?

"What is it?"

"no protection?" The other voice says -Hannie I think the name is.

I would not be so lucky to have her in that way on the first date. I don't even know if she likes me, let alone want me in that way. Things between us are still a little awkward.

"Han not now, she's trying to say something important" her brother says.

"Protection is important?"

"My date's friend locked us both accidentally in one of the buildings and we'll have to wait till tomorrow morning" she explains

"Where's the key?"

"Lost. Hence, waiting for tomorrow morning for the cleaners"

"You're not lying to me?"

"Don't you trust me?"

"Come on Cheol, why would she lie about being locked in a uni building? If it was the default 'i'm staying over at Seungkwan's' then you can assume she's lying but not do anything about it"

"So you're saying no matter what, I should just let it go?"

"Yep"

"Cheol, I promise I'm not lying" she says.

"Put your date on the phone"

"Y/N DON'T DO IT"

"HEY YOU'RE MEANT TO HAVE MY BACK"

She begins to laugh and rolls her eyes. I laugh along with her.

"wait Y/N? Am I on loudspeaker?"

"ARE WE? Oh my god he heard the protection comment whoops sorry Y/N"

"yeah you're on loudspeaker" she says.

"Hey Y/N's date, you better not do anything funny, I get angry easily and it's not going to look good for you, you hear?"

"Oh my god, please don't listen to him" Y/N says, instantly. I laugh again at her reaction.

"Chan's so shy and awkward, he wouldn't dare" Y/N says to her brother. Surely I wasn't that bad... I was nervous but I didn't want it to be that awkward.

"Ah I see" her brother says.

"Aw see it's fine, he's probably not going to do anything, he's harmless"

"I'll be back tomorrow morning to report everything" she says.

"Okay okay, go back to your date"

"Bye bye" Y/N says and hangs up.

___ Y/N's POV _________________________

"...was I really that awkward?" Chan says to me, shyly. Oh no.. I must hurt his feelings. I didn't mean it in a bad way.

"I didn't mean to offend you.." I say and add "it's just I feel like I have to initiate everything, and that you're walking on eggshells. Like it's cute at some points too".

He nods. He stares directly at me and I know something in him has changed. He's not that shy boy anymore, it's like that charisma and power he has is back.

"You don't understand... I've wanted to be yours for so long, and I never thought I'd get a chance" he says.

It feels like so much pressure.

He sees me as this amazing person.

I don't feel like I am.

"You see me as this incredible person... I'm not all that" I say.

"Didn't you pull Hao and Jun through that stock market subject?"

I nod.

"Aren't you the most loyal person to your friend Seungkwan?"

I nod.

"Aren't you the girl in our class who's known for being on top of it all? Being the smart person that you are?"

"I'm not smart I just work hard" I respond.

"Isn't that better?" He says and asks "are you the good little sister who calls her brother up to make sure he doesn't worry?"

"I wasn't always good to him"

"Aren't you good to him now?"

I nod.

"I don't know every detail of you, I know that, I know there may be flaws but I also know the good aspects of you outweigh the bad" Chan says and adds "I want to get to know you, I know you'll be worth it".

That's a lot to take in.

How can you feel so strongly over someone you don't know too well?

Do I deserve this?

"...does this make sense?" Chan says.

I nod.

"please say something" he says.

"I'm sorry, I'm just trying to find the right thing to say" I say and he nods.

"What's going through your head right now?"

"Firstly, thank you for being so open and honest with me, I appreciate it, it's not easy. Especially since you know I've gone on a date with your friend and will go on more dates probably with other people. Secondly, I don't know if I deserve you... You make me feel like a better person than I am. Thirdly, how are you so sure on your feelings? I'm second guessing myself constantly" I say and he holds my hand.

"Well, to address the first statement, you deserve to know how I feel about you, and I think it's better if everything's out in the open rather than you guessing how I feel. Also, those other dates don't stand a chance" he says, chuckling and adds "not every date ends up with getting locked in the same room overnight".

"Secondly, I'm not that great either, I was super awkward remember?"

"HEY the awkward is cute, it's fine honestly... I just didn't want it to get in the way of getting to know each other" I say and he laughs.

"Cute?" He says, raising his eyebrows at me.

I lean over and kiss his cheek "cute" I confirm.

Oh. Wait did I just do that?

What came over me?

He's blushing.

"I guess I'm sure on how I feel cause I've felt this way for so long" he says and I nod.

That makes sense.

My feelings change so quickly that I can't even keep track anymore.

"Can we lay back down? I'm getting tired" he says and I nod. He pulls me into his arms again.

I stare up at him and admire his features. His jawline is strong and defined, even when relaxed. He closes his eyes and I can see his fatigue is kicking in.

"I tell you one thing that doesn't make sense" I say and his eyes open to look at me.

"What is it?"

"How are you both shy and confident as hell?"

"It's like a switch, depends which mood I was set to." He explains to me and I nod.

"Like when you were dancing to the song Soonyoung suggested for the solo, it's felt like you were coming after me but then when I walked into the room after practice it's like uwu I am shy boy protect me please" I say and he laughs at me.

"You're the only one I'm going to allow to say uwu. Anyway, like I said it's a switch. What do you mean by coming after?" He asks me.

"Like you're staring at me, and your eyes are telling me 'you are mine' and then when you're dancing, it's so passionate and powerful, it's like you're telling me 'this is what you're missing'. It's like being attacked" I say and he laughs.

"do you like it?" He asks me and winks.

"I'm not answering that" I say and he moves on top of me.

Okay whatever that switch is, it's been set to confident Chan. He's staring at me and leans into my ear.

"You can answer it you know, I won't use it against you, it'll be only for you" he says, lowly.

Oh my god okay, now I'm the shy one.

This is really hot. He is really hot.

I just wanted to question and compliment his duality, I didn't mean to get into this situation.

This man is attacking my feelings, I cannot handle it.

He stares at me again and says lowly, "Come on, just admit it, Y/N, I'm yours."

"...yes" I say and before I could even add anything to my confirmation, he kisses me deeply.

I close my eyes and hold his face gently. We continue kissing for a couple of minutes, his arms wrapping around my waist. Little hums here and there come from the both of us before he pulls away.

He takes off his shirt and I can't help but eye him up and down. He's so toned. He leans back over me an-

What happened?

Chan begins to laugh and then I realise. The roof of the blanket fort fell on top of us.

"Yeah, thanks blanket, I was just trying to admire this man and you're getting in my way" I say and Chan laughs at me more.

"Who said it had to kill the mood?" He says.

Well if that's the case.

I pull him into another kiss and he moans instantly. He flips us over so I'm on top of him. The blanket rolls off the both of us and the cool breeze hits our warm bodies, causing me to shiver. He starts smiling into the kiss and I begin to giggle.

He pulls away and says "I don't want to stop kissing you".

"Then why did you?" I ask him.

___ Chan's POV ________________________

Damn it, why does she have other dates?

I know it means I just need to step up but I hope she can see how great we can be. How good I am for her.

"... Your brother is going to kill me" I say.

"What's the actual reason, Chan?" She asks me, instantly.

"... You have other dates" I admit.

"You don't feel comfortable going any further until I'm yours, right?" She asks and I nod. She got it. Instantly.

"I understand, there's no pressure, I'll just keep kissing you" she says, sweetly. Kissing my forehead, then my cheek, then pecks my lips. I do the same and we end up laughing at each other again.

"You think we can sneak kisses in during practice?" I say and add "I'm asking for your sake". She laughs and punches my shoulder playfully.

"We'll just mention we need to refill our water bottles like 100 times" she says and I laugh.

"Sounds like a plan... We should start heading to bed now though" I say and she nods.

I hug her tightly as she cuddles up to me again. This date was good. Had a bit of rough patches but it's all worth it.

We know where the line is between us and now it's just up to me to prove to her that I'm the one and it's up to her to choose.

"Good night Chan"

"Good night Y/N"

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Day Eight: #22

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6 months after a breakup, a girl asks for some spice in her life. What she didn’t expect was a dating form being posted in honor of her. Multiple love interests, a regretful ex, a nosy brother and his friend and the college life ensures that the spice level is 1,000,000 on the Scoville Rating.

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A/N: sooooooooooooo... Y/N and Chan?? Moving too quick?? Or not?? I also really love my music, should I make a playlist for the series? Let me know your thoughts! [or you can let me know here]

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Hogging the Covers

Fandom: Supernatural

Summary:  Y/N’s known Sam for forever. But, when the start snuggling up in the hotel rooms, something changes, something that’s been staring Y/N in the face all along.

Words: 2,900+

Paring/Characters: SamWinchesterxSinger!Reader, Dean, Bobby

Warning: None?

Author’s Note: I guess I just love writing cuddles. This isn’t my best, not that my best is very good. But, I thought it was a cute idea. Idk fam *covers face with hands* byeeeee

The bed had to be made of rocks. You couldn’t get comfortable. Out of all the crappy motels you’d stayed at, all the dingy, sketchy rooms this one was just the worst. And you couldn’t figure out why. It wasn’t any different than the other ones. Two beds, one tiny bathroom, one table, a couple chairs, a strange sort of smell. Completely standard.

Maybe it was the adrenaline after the hunt? Maybe it was the man next to you, stealing the blankets every chance he got? Maybe you were just going crazy? All plausible options. Despite all that and your nightmares, you usually made it through the night though, or at least got more sleep than you were at that moment.

So, as you tossed and turned, grumbling to yourself and sighing, you didn’t notice that Sam, lying next to you, was still awake. It had been his turn to share with you for the night and Dean was happily slumbering in the other bed, based on his snoring…

“You alright there?” He whispered quietly, still laying on his back.

Your eyes flicked open, to stare at the ceiling as you also settled on your back, though unhappily. “Yeah,” you sighed and frowned at the dark abyss of a tiny room.

He rolled onto his side, so he could see you before replying sassily, “That’s very convincing.” The corners of his mouth perked up into a small smirk as his comforting, brown eyes found yours.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you,” you replied, turning a little to look back at him. Sam was your best friend, so you couldn’t help smiling back. “Go back to sleep Sammy,” you murmured, thankful you were sharing with him tonight. He always made things seem okay, helped you forget about what was really going on out in the world.

“You didn’t wake me, Dean’s the one snoring over there,” he joked.

You chuckled, completely oblivious to the light that flickered through his eyes as the sweet sound left your lips. “That’s why he’s always the worst to share with,” you added, “And he hogs the covers.”

He chuckled back, lips curling into a gentle smile. “You know you kind of hog the covers too.”

“I do not,” you shot back, rolling your eyes dramatically and punching him in the arm playfully. You even went as far as to mess up his hair, which somehow only made him grin more.

“Yes, you do,” he replied, reaching out to hold off further assaults. Your hands connected and he held onto yours, letting them fall onto the bed in between the two of you.

“Yeah, well, you hog the bed, because you’re a giant moose…” You buried your face in the pillow with a small laugh, mainly at yourself, your word choice, and your usual ridiculousness… Sure, Sam was a giant goofball, but he was the best person you’d ever met. He’d gone through so much and still kept fighting everyday. He still put everyone else’s problems above his own. Even though he’d experienced more pain than you could ever imagine, he was still there when you’d had a rough hunt, when everything felt horrible, and even when you couldn’t sleep. He was strong but soft, if that made any sense at all. Which, really didn’t, how could he still be so goofy and hopeful when he’d seen so much, felt so much?

“Hey! I thought you said Dean was the worst to sleep with!” He laughed, raising his voice above a whisper and poking at you while you hid.

“Well, yeah. He is.”

“And doesn’t that make me the best?”

You snorted at the tone in his voice, head still hidden by your hair and the pillow. “You’re a dork.”

You knew he smiled at your response, especially when he brushed a strand of hair behind your ear ever so gently.

The unexpected contact made you peek up at him. His warmth was intoxicating and beyond inviting, not to mention his scent. Like you always did when he was near, you felt unbelievably safe, like you had your own little bubble, just you and Sam with Dean snoring on the other side of the room, nothing else.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” he murmured, eyes flitting quickly away from yours and back as he grinned sweetly.

Without saying a word, you did something that even surprised yourself. You curled into Sam, pressing your body closer to his and nestling your head into his chest. Surely he could feel the heat in your cheeks after you realized what you’d done… But why the hell were you blushing? This was Sam, your best friend. He wasn’t supposed to make you blush.

His arms wrapped around you naturally, like he’d done it a hundred times, like you belonged there.

You sighed involuntarily and your eyes fell shut. Maybe you’d get some sleep after all… That only made your cheeks flush more and you bit your tongue as you attempted to figure out what the hell you were feeling and thinking. Seriously, what was happening?

“Yeah, I’m definitely the best,” he whispered and tilted his head down to peck the top of your head, drawing you closer.

“Shhhhh,” you mumbled back, not even bothering to open your eyes, “I’m sleeping Sammy.”

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“Guys, boundaries,” Dean practically shouted, effectively tearing you out of your peaceful sleep.

You sat up with a start, ready to take on whatever was happening, only to realize an arm was curled around your waist. Sam’s arm, with Sam looking just as groggy and confused as you.

“What?” You both mumbled, not quite registering the situation.

Dean just shook his head and made his way to the bathroom, grumbling, “We need to start getting two rooms.”

With a groan, you scrunched your eyes closed. What a rude awakening. What was he even talking about?

That was when it hit you, right out of nowhere. Sam’s arm around you. His body pressed to yours.

Sam groaned too, forcing himself to sit up. “I’ll beat him up later.” His voice was husky almost, scratchy with sleepiness.

“I’ll help,” you replied while making your best attempt to blink yourself awake. “Since when is he the first one to wake up?” Maybe if you moved your eyelids enough your eyes would stay open, even though all you wanted to do was lay back down and snuggle up to Sam again… Wait… What?

“Y/N… Um, this was nice…” He actually looked nervous, a little color creeping into his cheeks.

Yours grew red too with butterflies fluttering in your stomach. “Yeah, it was Sam,” you whispered and smiled.

 ~

After that night things went on like normal, except you couldn’t shake this new feeling about Sam. The two of you cuddled practically every night on the road, like it was nothing, but you knew something else was stirring in you. It was different, you were having these fluttering, school-girl emotions over a man you’d known practically your whole life.

And Dean had never said another word about it after that morning, like you all had some new, unspoken agreement.

No matter how much that and your stupid emotions concerned you, you couldn’t help looking forward to cuddling with Sam. The two of you almost became dependent, even addicted to the closeness. Nothing could touch either of you in each other’s arms. For the briefest, fleeting moments you felt whole and safe, and, most of all, loved.

 ~

You had no idea you’d been screaming when you woke. You thought you’d tried to scream, to wake yourself up, but it hadn’t worked. No one heard you. Except, Sam had.

He held you close, gently speaking as you whimpered, still terrified beyond belief. The nightmares…

“Y/N, it’s okay… shhh… I’m right here,” he whispered tenderly and cupped your cheek, “I got you. Nothing’s going to happen. You’re safe.”

“Sam,” you sobbed, your whole body practically shaking.

His hands took your cheeks, gingerly forcing you to look at him. The worry and light behind his eyes got you to breath easier. This was real. The dream hadn’t been. “You’re safe, Y/N. I’ve got you,” he repeated, “I’m not going to let anything happen to you.”

Tears still squeezed out of your eyes, but you stopped shaking and Sam laid down next to you. With him beside you, you felt safe, protected. His warmth, his scent they almost made you forget about it all. Almost.

 ~

“You alright?” Your father asked before you’d even sat down at the breakfast table.

You gave him a once over, before replying. Clearly he was concerned or did he always look that tired? “I’m fine, dad,” you assured him with a roll of you eyes, “I talk to you on the phone every other day.”

“That’s not what I’m talkin’ about now is it?” He threw the sass right back at you as he ate his eggs.

“Then what the hell are you talking about Bobby,” you shot back, serving up your own plate. It was good you’d made it to the table before Sam and Dean, they hadn’t taken all the food yet.

You had to stifle a giggle as he glared over at you.

“Damn, I’m sorry, Mr. Singer,” you continued, smirking. His real name and cursing. Those were dad’s favorite things to come out of your mouth.

“Woah there, watch your mouth, Y/N,” Dean said as he strode into the kitchen and snagged a piece of bacon off your plate.

You swatted him away with a warning glance. “Like you’re the one who should be telling me that.”

“Well. I am offended.”

Bobby just sighed. “Stop being idjits. Y/N?”

Your glanced returned to him at the sound of your name. “What?”

“Jesus, you know damn well what.”

“Dad, now you need to watch your mouth. And no I sure as hell don’t.”

Dean held in a chuckle as you two went back and forth.

“Your nightmares?”

“What about them?” You knew what he was asking, if you’d still been having them, but you didn’t want to answer. He should’ve known you didn’t want to talk about them. And, of course, waking up next to Sam, his limbs intimately holding your body, had you feeling some type of way… No way could you talk to your father or Dean about that, especially when you couldn’t even admit to yourself that you’d fallen for your best friend…

“I believe he’s referring to last night’s incident, Y/N,” Dean chimed in as he sat down at the table, all the smugness in the world filling his expression.

Normally you were a decent liar, you had to be for the job, but in that moment, you couldn’t have lied to them about your favorite color… “Yes, I had a nightmare last night, but Sam helped me calm down.”

Your father raised an eyebrow, not caught off guard or impressed by the information. Clearly, he knew already and just wanted you to say it. Dean’s smirk grew while he remained silent.

“You said you weren’t having nightmares the past few weeks.” It wasn’t a question, it was a statement, and dad was testing you.

You nodded and looked away, suddenly not the least bit hungry.

Then, he finally asked, what he’d been dancing around, “He’s still in your room isn’t he? Is there something I should about? Between you and Sam?” His eyes watched your every move, you swore he could read you mind the way he examined your reaction. Dean too.

“Don’t be ridiculous… It’s Sam,” you sputtered, cheeks flushing a deep red.

“Exactly,” Dean chimed in, “It’s Sam.”

“Sure is,” another voice, that almost gave you a heart attack said. He was just strolling into the kitchen as Dean had said it. “What about me?”

“Talking bout who’s getting on chores this morning,” Bobby explained, though the way he looked at you… He knew you’d finally figured it out.

You were in love with Sam. Sam Winchester. The boy who’d you spent your summers with when you were little. The boy who’d treated you like family his whole life. The man who’d been there for you through everything. The man who’d saved your life in so many ways he didn’t even know about.

The shock, made you freeze. Your heart might’ve even stopped… Exactly? What was that supposed to mean?

 ~

Three in the morning. There you were, shuffling down the hall of Bobby’s house. It was the second night there, the first being rampant with nightmares, well, until Sam…

You stopped in front of his door, hesitating. The whole night you’d been quietly tip toeing down to his room and back to yours. This was the fourth attempt, maybe? You’d lost count.

Biting your lip as you raised your hand to knock, you chickened out again, lowering your hand and staring dumbly at the door. Somehow, you just couldn’t bring yourself to do it. Everything felt… different… Your heart thumped in your chest, begging you to go back, yet you justified your presence there with the prospect of another nightmare. When you slept with Sam you didn’t have them, that was all. No, next to, not with.

Fuck. How could he, an adonis of a man, feel anything in the ballpark of what you felt for someone like you?

Before you made a decision, the door creaked open, making you jump.

“Y/N?” Sam asked curiously.

It took you a moment to recover, especially with him standing before you only in sweatpants. “Um… Uh, hi,” you mumbled awkwardly.

“Did you have another nightmare?” Concern invaded those blindingly beautiful eyes of his.

“Oh, no. I didn’t… I just…”

Sam pulled you inside without another word and shut the door. “I was just going to go check on you,” he said, making his way over to the bed.

“You were?”

“Yeah. Come on,” he continued and motioned for you to follow him, “It’s weird, you not sleeping next to me now.” The way he said it, like it was nothing, made you furrow your brow. What did he mean? Surely he meant nothing by it, like he was commenting about the weather or something completely arbitrary, a habit, not good or bad, that had developed.

Before you knew it, he was holding you, snuggling in for the remainder of the night. It felt wonderful, like every night with him. Again, you wanted to stay there forever, you never wanted to let go, but your brain finally kicked in and you moved to get up, pushing him away.

“Y/N?” He asked, utterly confused.

“I… I don’t think I can do this anymore, Sam,” you answered and bit your lip as you avoided eye contact.

He sat up, grabbing your arm before you could get any further away. “What are you talking about? Did I do something to upset you or-”

“No, it’s not that. It’s just- I can’t- I… I can’t just keep thinking of you as a friend if we  keep doing this,” you stuttered, “Actually, I can’t just think of you as a friend anymore, at all… I realized- I… Sam, I think I’m in love with you.” There was no right way to say it, no amount of perfect phrasing would soften the blow of his rejection, thought getting a coherent sentence out would have been nice… You would’ve felt slightly less like an idiot…

With one hand he tilted your chin up, so you had to meet his eyes, those beautiful gems. “Do you mean that?”

“Yes,” you whimpered, doing your best to look away from him. You’d ruined your friendship, the most important friendship you had… How could you look at him? Why couldn’t you have kept those stupid feelings in?

“Thank god.”

“Wait.. what?” You replied, brow scrunching in confusion.

In an instant you felt his lips against yours, almost trembling like he’d waited so long to do that. It was as if he couldn’t have waited another second, your lips were giving him life and he would’ve been lost with them and you.

A small, almost hesitant grin laced with amusement crept across his lips after he’d pulled back. “Y/N, it’s different with you. It’s always been different with you…”

Your mouth gaped slightly as your mind still worked to process the information.

He took both your hands gently before saying another word. The brightness in his eyes, that growing grin, had you beyond confused. His looks were already distracting… “Y/N, it’s always been you. I’m… I’m in love with you. I always have been.” He looked almost sheepish, blushing even while his melodious voice said the words you never thought you’d hear in a million lifetimes.

This time, you kissed him, connecting your lips with his, sweetly yet hungrily.

You had no idea how his hands had gotten to be gripping your hips with you practically in his lap, but there you were, breathless and grinning like a fool.

“God, why didn’t I figure this out sooner,” you mumbled into his perfect lips as you tugged lightly at his hair.

“I sure wish you had, but I’d wait forever for you,” he mumbled breathily. His lips had made their way across your jaw while his strong hands drew you even closer to him.

You beamed at him. No way in hell did you deserve him and yet he loved you, and you could tell he did, by the glow in those eyes. He loved you with every fiber of his being. You felt it too. The love welling in your chest, in each part of your body and mind… How could you have been so blind?

Mischievously, you replied, “No more waiting. I’ll make it up to you.”