Imagine Sam tending to your wounds, unable to hide how much he cares for you. โพ
Prompt: "After a long hunt, Sam insists on patching you up himself, even though your injury is minor. His hands are gentle, but his eyes keep betraying a deeper worry he refuses to voice."
Sam catches you before you can lose your balance, steadying you as you stumble toward Baby. You lean against the car, one hand braced on the cool metal, the other clutching your side as the stinging sensation ripples through your torso.
โReally, Sammy, Iโm okay.โ Youโre not just trying to convince him โ youโre trying to convince yourself, too. โItโs just a little scratch. Give it twenty-four hours and Iโll be good as new.โ
โThatโs not a little scratch, Y/N.โ He lifts the edge of your torn shirt, revealing four bright, angry gashes carved into your skin. โI donโt even need light to know these are deep. Let me get the first aid kit.โ
You groan, holding your shirt up and careful not to brush the wound.
Sam returns from the trunk, flipping the kit open. โHere, hold this.โ He passes you a flashlight, and you obediently aim it at your side โ only to see the truth. Itโs bad.
โI donโt need stitchesโฆ right?โ you ask, voice dripping with doubt.
โI donโt think soโฆโ His tone is far from reassuring. He presses a clean cloth into your free hand. โHold that there to slow the bleeding while I get this ready. But just so you know, this is gonna hurโโ
โI know.โ You cut him off, already bracing yourself. Chills crawl up your spine just thinking about whatโs coming.
โReady?โ he asks, hovering the gauze soaked in alcohol over your side.
โAs Iโll everโGAHHH!โ You bite down hard on your lip, trying to ride out the wave of pain. โF@*k!โ
โSorry, sorry, sorry,โ Sam blurts, guilt written across his face as he works.
Tears well up, spilling freely โ until you notice the way heโs looking at you, like your pain is his own.
โIโm fine,โ you whisper, pressing one hand to his cheek, and the other is hovering over his hand that's pressing the gauze against your wound.
He blinks, pulling himself back to focus. His hands are gentle as he stitches the worst cut, then bandages the rest.
When youโre settled into Babyโs passenger seat, Sam lingers, his eyes heavy with guilt. โIโm sorry, Y/N. This is my fault. It couldโve been worseโโ
โItโs not your fault, Sammy.โ
โY/Nโฆ this is on me. Dean told me not to hit that wolf nest without himโโ
โI talked you into it,โ you cut in. โI knew the risk. Iโm the one who got sloppy.โ
His eyes flick up, locking with yours.
โIโm okay. Weโre okay,โ you tell him firmly.
He brushes a loose strand of hair back from your face, fingertips lingering. โIf anything happened to youโโ His voice catches, and he swallows hard.
โYouโre always so careful with me, Sam.โ Your voice drops. โWhy?โ
The question hangs heavy between you. You can hear his breathing, feel the heat rolling off him. And then, he movesโslow, deliberateโclosing the space until his lips meet yours.
It starts soft, testing, then deepens when you respond. For a moment, the world fadesโuntil a sharp flare of pain in your side drags you back.
โAhโdammit,โ you hiss, pressing a hand to your wound.
โSorry.โ He gives you a small, crooked smile. โJustโฆ try to relax. Weโll talk at the motel.โ
The road back is quiet, except for the low rumble of Babyโs engine and the soft hum of a song you donโt know. His hand finds yours on the console, fingers lacing without a word.
And thatโs when it hits you.
This must be it. This must be love.
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A/N: Hey yโall โ itโs been way too long, so forgive me if my writingโs a little rusty. ๐ ๐ Decided to give a Sam Winchester imagine a go, and I'm so glad I did. I really hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed creating it.
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