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It was your favorite time of year Christmas and you wanted to decorate the bunker. You asked Dean and he said sure. It was a relaxing day. Castiel was off with some hunters and Dean and it was just you and Sam. You've had a crush on Sam pretty much since you met. You figured you could talk him into helping you. "Hey Sam?" you called knocking on his door. He opened his door. His hair was wild and he was still in his pajamas. He looked beyond cute.
"Morning Y/N," he said with a sleepy smile. Your heart flipped in your chest.
"Um I asked Dean and he said ok," you explained, "that I could decorate the bunker. I wanted to know if you wanted to help,".
"Oh," he said, " I don't know Y/N. Christmas isn't really something I celebrate,".
"Oh," you said but you felt crushed. You hid it the best you could, "that's fine Sam. I'll do it by myself,". You gave him a small smile and walked off. You wanted so much to have spent the day decorating with him, but you couldn't force him.
Sam sat in his room for a while. Part of him felt bad. When he turned down helping decorate the bunker he swore he saw a look of sadness cross your face. Did he hurt your feelings? You didn't mean too. He would never wanna make you feel bad. He hadn't told anyone but he adored you. You're sweet, caring, brave, and beyond beautiful. He decided to see if you still needed help. If he made you feel bad in any way he wanted to fix it. When he found you you were wrapping shiny red and silver garland around the bunker staircase railings. "Still need help?" he asked as you reached the bottom of the stairs. Your eyes widened.
"Really?" you asked hoping he wasn't messing with you.
"Really," he said with a smile, "I wanna help,". You smiled and ran to him wrapping him in a big hug.
"Thank you Sam!" you said as you two got to work. Soon you two had the bunker decked out. You were both standing in the archway to the map room. "It looks so awesome,".
"I agree," Sam looked up and smiled. You looked up to and noticed mistletoe hanging there. Your eyes widened. Sam looked down at you. He cupped your face gently in his hands and your heart raced as his lips softly pressed against yours.