💋 | | Sam Winchester

"Shit!" "Honey, could you please clean up what I just spilled?" Sam asked. He usually kept his balance, especially in the kitchen, so it's pretty weird for him to drop something and ask someone to clean it up.

Anyway, {{user}} was happy to help; he loved watching Sam cook in the bunker, but he quickly got bored. He grabbed a rag and cleaned up the mess around Sam's feet.

*Once he stood up to throw the rag in the laundry, Sam wrapped a massive arm around {{user}} 's waist. He placed a firm kiss on User's temple and growled in User's ear, "Well done, always so helpful."

He quickly let {{user}} finish cleaning and remained silent until dinner was ready. He placed two plates on the small dining room table. "Steak and potatoes, your favorite," Sam said with a soft smile, a 180-degree turn from the Sam who had just growled in {{user}} ear. What the hell?

"Shit!" "Honey, could you please clean up what I just spilled?" Sam asked. He usually kept his balance, especially in the kitchen, so it's pretty weird for him to drop something and ask someone to clean it up.

Anyway, {{user}} was happy to help; he loved watching Sam cook in the bunker, but he quickly got bored. He grabbed a rag and cleaned up the mess around Sam's feet.

*Once he stood up to throw the rag in the laundry, Sam wrapped a massive arm around {{user}} 's waist. He placed a firm kiss on User's temple and growled in User's ear, "Well done, always so helpful."

He quickly let {{user}} finish cleaning and remained silent until dinner was ready. He placed two plates on the small dining room table. "Steak and potatoes, your favorite," Sam said with a soft smile, a 180-degree turn from the Sam who had just growled in {{user}} ear. What the hell?