#valentines day fic

Sam Winchester x Reader

Summary:It’s Valentine’s Day at the MOL Bunker!!! While Dean plans his usual bar hopping, Sam and Y/N stay home to spend the holiday together. Though they’re keeping their relationship a secret, Dean might be closer to catching on than they might think…

Requested by:@molotovedbyanangel​

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“Alright nerds, you know the drill.”

Sam and Y/N looked up from their books and turned to see Dean standing at the doorway. 

“What?” They asked in unison. 

Dean stepped into the library and approached the table at which Sam and Y/N were reading. He looked over the stacks of books piled up around them and rubbed the back of his neck. “Wow,” he said. “Don’t get me wrong, I dig the whole Brainiac dynamic you’ve got going on, but guys- we’re not even working a case. What the hell are you reading?” 

Sam closed his book and leaned back in his chair with a stretch. “We’re taking inventory, dude. Not that you would care, but our records are in rough shape.”

“Yeah,” Y/N said, shooting Dean a pointed stare. “It seems not everyone in the bunker likes putting resources back in their place after use.”

“I’ll have to talk to Cas about that…” Dean replied sheepishly.  

“So what’s up? Are you headed out?” Sam asked with a small smile. 

Dean stood up and pointed at his brother with a cheerful snap of his fingers. “You know it, Sammy. I just came to say sayonara. It’s Valentine’s day and I’m feeling lucky.”

“Well, don’t let us keep you,” Y/N replied absentmindedly. She turned back at her ledgers and Sam followed suit. 

Dean raised a brow and narrowed his eyes at the pair. “Well, I’ll be damned,” he remarked. “You see, you guys never let me off the hook for my little Valentine’s soirées. You always find a way to try and kill my fun with your morals or whatever.” 

Sam furrowed his brows. “I’m not following,” he said earnestly. 

Dean nodded his head slowly. “Listen, you guys can bluff all you like, but I know what’s going on here.”

“The only thing that’s going on here is record keeping, Dean,” Y/N huffed. “You can join us if you’d like, or you can go break a couple hearts at the local bar.”

Dean quirked a brow and turned to his brother. Sam was glancing downwards, a guilty expression on his face. “You’re not keeping secrets from me, are you Sammy?” Dean asked. 

Sam’s gaze shot up. “Hmmm?” 

Dean clicked his tongue at his little brother’s unspoken affirmation and backed up slowly, his hands held up in surrender. “Alright, I get it. I’m cramping your style,” he said cheekily. “I’ll just head out now. Keep doing whatever it is you guys do alone in the bunker…”

With a final smirk, Dean fetched his keys and traipsed out the Bunker’s metal doors. 

Sam and Y/N sat quietly for a moment, frozen from the awkward interaction. It was Sam who finally broke the silence. “Was I being sketchy?” he asked. 

Y/N put her hand over his and squeezed. “You’re the worst liar I’ve ever met, Sam Winchester. Hell yeah, you were being sketchy.”

Sam laughed and ran a hand through his hair, a wide smile on his face. Y/N grinned at his poor acting skills and leaned over the table to give him a kiss. 

For the better part of a year, Sam and Y/N had been hiding their relationship from Dean and Castiel. They would steal kisses behind the library’s bookshelves, hold hands under the table, and sneak into each other’s rooms at night to talk until morning. In truth, neither knew why they were masking their affections. Dean would be thrilled at the coupling since he had been trying to get them together since Y/N first joined their circle. As for Castiel? The angel was his happiest whenever his friends found small joys in life. It seemed Sam and Y/N had simply become accustomed to keeping to themselves. 

Sam grabbed the book in front of him and closed it with a thump. His nose crinkled from the specs of floating dust, and Y/N watched, amused. “So,” he coughed. “Movie?”

She gave him a thumbs up. “Sounds like a plan!”

The Winchester sat up from his seat, and pulled Y/N by the hand. She giggled as he cleared his throat, still affected by the library’s dust. He looked back at her and sniffed. “You think this is funny?” he asked, feigning annoyance. 

“Just a little,” she teased. 

Sam rolled his eyes. “Come on,” he pressed. “Dean’s out, so that means our Valentine’s can finally start.” He grinned and Y/N felt her heart swell as his eyes crinkled with laughter. “We’re gonna have a blast!” 

The hunters scrambled to Sam’s room, both pushing past the other playfully as they raced to make it there first.

“You’re such a cheater!” Y/N hufffed when Sam rushed to the bed just seconds before her.

He lay down and raised a brow. “How is it my fault that you’re slow?”

She sat down beside him and punched his shoulder. “Okay, maybe I can’t prove it… But you’re still a cheater…”

Sam sighed and pulled Y/N closer to him, her head resting in the crook of his neck. “So what are we watching?” he asked, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

Y/N hummed happily and trailed a finger down his chest. “I don’t know,Sam. Does it matter?”

The Winchester shifted to look Y/N in the eyes. His hair was dishevelled from their race, but his breathing was steady.

“Movies are overrated, anyway,” he said softly. “Just stay with me.” Sam hooked a finger under her chin and leaned forward. She felt him smile against her lips and pulled back a moment to catch the look on his face.

“I love you, Sam,” she whispered.

He closed his eyes and pressed his forehead against her own. “Say it again,” he said softly. Y/N tilted her head up and kissed him lightly. “I love you,” she repeated.

He let out a breathy laugh and leaned back to study her. “I can’t get enough of hearing you say that,” he admitted.

Y/N nodded, taking in his crooked smile. “Happy Valentine’s day, Sam Winchester,” she said.

Sam wrapped his arms around Y/N once more, pulling her against his chest. He kissed the crown of her head and held her tightly. The hunters lay together, locked in each other’s embrace, a comfortable silence passing between them.

They hadn’t been at rest for more than a few minutes when the sound of footsteps echoed suddenly in the halls.

“I KNEW IT!” a voice called from the doorway. Sam and Y/N jumped up, both reaching for the shotguns they kept holstered to their belts.

They aimed their weapons, but lowered them just as quickly.

“Dean?” Sam asked incredulously.

The elder Winchester stood tapping his foot at the front of the room, a triumphant smile on his face.

“You guys really thought you could keep this from me?” he laughed.

“Dean… were you spying on us?”

“Course not,” he said. “I just came back for my wallet. And what do I find instead? You two making out, plain as day.” Dean stepped forwards and caught Sam and Y/N in a rough embrace. “I’m so happy for you guys,” he said. “It’s about time you made it official!”

He pulled back, all smiles. “And it’s about time you finally got some action, Sammy,” he said, giving his shoulder a shake.

Sam’s cheeks reddened. He made a move to tackle his brother, but Dean was quicker, rushing out the door. “I’m calling Cas!” he yelled out from the hall with a whoop. “Hell, I’m calling everyone!”

Sam and Y/N stayed back and shared a glance, smiling at Dean’s enthusiasm.

“Why do I get the feeling that Dean is more excited about usthen we are?” Y/N chuckled.

Sam turned to her and pulled her in for one more kiss. “That’s where you’re wrong,” he said with a grin. “It’s me who couldn’t be happier.”

With the bunker finally to themselves, Sam and Y/N joined hands and set off to make the most of their Valentine’s Day, together.

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@molotovedbyanangel​ Heyyyy!!!! omg thanks for the request, I LOVE LOVE LOVE Sam but can never really think of what to write for him!!!! Okay, I’m actually pretty happy that I got this out before the week’s end, I’m not usually so timely with… well, anything, so this was a big deal for me. I hope you enjoyed it and OOOOOH!!! I’M LOVING YOUR BLOG’S NEW THEME!!! 

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