Hey @jotink78, Happy Birthday! Lots of love from your SPN Family!
“You really think so?” Sam asked, skepticism written all over his face. You grinned.
“Yep,” you answered, popping the ‘p’.
He leaned forward on the library table, scanning the books in front of the two of you. He met your eyes again.
The two of you got to work, the competition brewing even more determination into both of you. At one point you think Dean wandered in, but he quickly left again after seeing the flurry of action.
Maybe an hour later, you raised your fists above your head. “Done!” you practically yelled, a grin on your face. Sam looked up from the tome and paper before him, disbelief in his eyes.
“Seriously?” he asked, watching as you spread the papers in front of you. His eyes flitted to each one, making sure you weren’t just tricking him.
When he realized you had actually done it, you’d actually beat him, he put his pen down and leaned back with a sigh.
“Fine,” he said, but you saw the corner of his lip drawing up in an almost-smile. He tried to hide it, but you knew it was there. “You win.”
You winked at him. “Win what? What is it, Sam?”
He rubbed his hand over his face, prolonging the moment. “You’re better at languages and translations than I am, Y/N.”
“Whoop!” you let out, getting up and running a victory lap around the library, ending at Sam’s chair where you leaned over to give him a kiss on the cheek. “Told you.”
happy birthday from @just-another-busy-fangirl