A/N Editied: Long time no fics. It's been a few years but I'm back and I'm editing all of my old fics. There are a lot of grammer errors that I want to fix.
Only if the offer still stands
It was a lazy day around the bunker. Dean had gone off on his own hunt two towns over leaving Sam and I behind. Sam and I have been dating for almost six months, but I wouldn't exactly say we were a couple. I have commitment issues and Sam understood that I didn't want to put a lable on our relationship, but I know it hurt him even if he did't want to admit it. I knew that it was hard on him because I wasn't very affectionate in public and would sometimes try to correct people who would say things regarding us being a couple. It was hard for me. I couldn't commit to a lable, but I was ready to put that aside for Sam because he means the world to me and I hated hurting him. A few weeks ago I went to Dean and told him I was ready to tell Sam how I felt. He left for a solo hunt so I can try and spend some personal time with Sam for once.
It was about almost dinner time and me and Sam were exhausted from research and neither one of us felt like cooking, I thought maybe I'd ask Sam if he wanted to go out for dinner instead." Hey Sam how about we just go out for dinner at that little Chinese place that they have in town since we're both to tired to cook it's about a 20-minute drive from here". I asked shyly. Sam looked at me slightly Confused. "Um yeah sure if you want to Alanna but you know we might be mistaken as a couple right". Sam pauses slightly looking at me in the eyes. " are you going to be okay with that". he says slowly just in case I change my mind. "Yeah. But, we are, right? your offer... what you said about being my boyfriend... still stands?" I asked refusing to meet his gaze still I could see that smile of his through the reflection on my glasses. " It still stands" He said. " Well okay then". I said as quickly as possible even though it is just Sam. I hate that he still makes me feel weak in the knees and I get butterflies in my stomach when he looks at me with those stupid hazel eyes and that cute dimpled smile and oh boy I have it bad. Man those Winchester's and their stupid freaking Winchester charm. "Okay". He said with a stupid smirk still on his face staring at me. " Stop staring at me". " Can do". Sam said standing in front of the hotel room door holding it open for me. I walked past him, only sparing a glance due to the blush on my cheeks which he only made worse. " And stop smiling like that". I said looking at that stupid dimpled grin he had plastered on. " Now that's going to be harder to do". he replied and I couldn't help but laugh and he shyly grabbed my hand and pulled me out into the starry night.