"So," you say, dragging out the word as you notice Sam standing in your front room, his right arm encased in a white cast, "What happened?" you ask, though you weren't sure that you really wanted to know.
Sam laughs, a blush appearing on his cheeks as he rubs the back of his head, "I tripped down some stairs," he tells you, only partially lying, he had fallen down the stairs, except he had been in a fight when it had happened.
"It's your long legs," you tease, stepping closer to press a kiss to his cheek, and as you step back, you stick your hand into your pocket, digging out a Biro, scribbling your name as best as you could on his cast.
"Thanks," Sam says with a smile, seeing his two favourite people's names on his cast, yours and Dean's.
"No worries," you tell him, taking his good hand in yours and tugging him towards the kitchen, where you begin making food for the two of you to snack on. "You are lucky you are cute, moose," you tease, having heard Dean call him a moose more than once. Sam huffs, trying not to smile, though you could tell he was amused. "Yeah Yeah," he grumbles playfully.
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FanfictionOne shot's for some of my favourite fandoms. I will include drabbles for fandoms. Will update when I can, not sure when that will be as I am sick. Leave comments so I can improve or leave recommendations, and feel free to check out my other works.
