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You decide to stay with Sam.
You unhook the pajamas and quickly slip into them, loving how soft they are. You run a brush through your hair, messing it up so that it looks good, but still natural. You look over yourself in the mirror and satisfied, turn to leave. Before you do, however, something catches your eye. The flower that Dean gave you. You can’t just leave him hanging like that. You grab the flower and make your way to the living room. There stands Dean, all dressed up, looking excited. You feel a small pang of regret, but then you remind yourself that you really like Sam.
You approach Dean, and he looks at you with curiosity. You speak before he can.
“Dean, i’m sorry.” you said, and he opened up his mouth to say something, but you raised your hand to silence him before continuing.
“I’m sorry, but i’m gonna stay in with Sam tonight. We can go out another time. I promise.” He nodded solemnly, and you leaned over and gave him a small kiss on the cheek before moving to put the flower in a vase of water.
You make your way back to Sam’s room, giving the door a small knock. It swings open quickly, revealing a pajama clad Sam, wearing a huge grin. Before you can get any words out, he’s pulled you into the room, closing the door behind you.
You look around, and see a fort-like mound of pillows and blankets in front of a t.v., which has your favorite movie series ready to play. On a table nearby is a huge stack of many different kinds of snacks, from candy to popcorn. You turn around and face Sam, a huge smile on your face.
“Is this why you asked what my favorite series was?” you asked. He nodded smiling, too.
Both of you made your way to the pile of blankets and pillows and sat in them, shifting around until you both got comfortable. You ended up only about an inch and a half from each other, which left you with butterflies in your stomach. Sam hit play on the movie and you two began watching, digging into the snacks.
As the credits played for the first movie played, you realized that you two had shifted so that your shoulders were touching, and that sent a jolt of electricity down your spine. Luckily, Sam didn’t seem to notice or, if he did, he didn’t say anything. He hit play on the next movie and you found yourself staring at him instead of the intro. He noticed, and turned to look at you.
You locked eyes and neither of you seemed to want to look away, so you didn’t. The two of you stared at each other for a full minute before Sam started to lean in. Your brain started to freak out, but your heart said to lean in and so, you did. You closed your eyes and waited.
When your lips touched, it was like everything stopped. His lips were soft against yours, and your hands came to settle around his neck, with his on your hips. You kissed, paying no mind to the movie in the background. You pulled back, drawing in a deep breath. The two of you rested your foreheads against each others, going slightly cross-eyed as you stared deep into each others eyes.
You began to laugh softly, drawing a confused look from Sam.
“What?” he asked, pulling back slowly so that your foreheads were no longer touching but you were still close.
“I never knew you liked me,” you said, still laughing.
“Well I never knew you liked me,” he retorted, laughing along with you.
“True, true,” you agreed, leaning in for another kiss. The second one was no less good than the first, and you smiled into it. Sam smiled right back, and you turned so that you were enveloped in his arms. You turned your attention back to the movie and snuggled closer to Sam, happier than in a long time.
You continued marathoning the movies with Sam. You got through about two and a half more hours, then fell asleep in Sam’s arms. He smiled down at your sleeping form and continued watching the movie before he too fell asleep. You spent the night in each others arms. When you awoke, you sighed in content. The pajamas were a good choice.