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Y/n~ Your name

Sam's POV

"Sammy!" I heard you yell from the next room over, my heart skipping a couple beats. The first because it was you, the girl I had fallen in love with, calling me; the second because it sounded urgent. In my line of work, urgent screams are usually pretty bad. I rushed into one of the bunker's storage rooms, only to find you sitting on the floor next to an old record player with a goofy grin on your absolutely adorable face.
"Y/n! I thought you were hurt," I yelled, but not to sound angry. I could never be angry at you, not for very long anyway.
"There are even some old records in a box over there," you said with another grin, pointing across the room to a large box that looked to be full of records. "But I couldn't carry it over here, it's way to heavy for me. I've had to walk back and forth all day," you said with a small chuckle that was music to my ears. Since when was I such a romantic? 'Since you met Y/n,' replied the voice in the back of my head.
"Why don't I get it for you?" I told the beautiful girl in front of me.
"Oh, Sam, you don't have to-" She began, but I cut her off before she could continue.
"No really, I'll get it for you," I insisted, making her smile. I love her smile, the way her teeth don't line up perfectly. In fact, I love pretty much everything about her... I began drifting off into dreamland when a sweet voice brought me back to reality.
"Sam? Are you okay?" Y/n said, making me blush as I went over to grab the box.

Your POV

I told Sam that he didn't have to get the box for me, but he wouldn't have any of it. I eventually gave in, and he began to walk over towards the box. But then he just kind of stopped, staring at nothing for a couple minutes.
"Sam? Are you okay?" I asked, genuinely concerned for my friend that I've been crushing on since the day we met. He just nodded his head before quickly turning away in pursuit of the box I had pointed to, but not before I had caught a hint of a blush on his cheeks.
'He must have been thinking of someone,' I thought, my heart breaking a bit as I thought of how it couldn't have been me. Why would Sam like me?
My thoughts were interrupted, however, when I saw Sam walking back over with the box in his arms, his muscles visible through his, frankly very tight, white shirt. He set it down in front of me before sitting down beside me.
"So, what are we going to listen to?" He said, resting his chin on top of his fists.
"I- I dunno," I replied, I hadn't expected him to stay. I was just going to listen to some old swing music and read. "You choose." I told him. I hope he picks something good.
"Are you sure?" He asks with a questioning glance in my direction.
"Yea," I replied, "you were the one who carried the box over here in the first place." He rummaged through the box for a minute, before settling on one of the records from near the bottom. I didn't see what it was as he put it on the record player and started it, but I smiled when I heard "Love Is Here To Stay" by Frank Sinatra come on. He walked over, grabbed my hand, and pulled me onto my feet.
"Dance with me?" He asked.
"Of course," I answered, and we began to sway in time with the music. I hope he doesn't notice that my heart is beating ten times faster than it should be. When danced throughout the entire song as well as the other three on the side of the record before we stopped.
"Y/n," he said nervously. "I might as well say this now." I immediately tensed up. Did he find out about my crush on him, and not feel the same? Is he going to tell me that he wants me to leave? What is he going to say?!
"We've known each other for about four years now, and ever since we hunted that Wendigo together," he paused, unsure as to whether or not he should go on. He took a deep breath before continuing, "I've really liked you. The way you can take care of yourself, but you still let me protect you. I love how you can make a room brighter just by being there, and how you always know what to say to cheer me up. Hell, I love everything about you Y/n. I love you." He finished, making my mouth drop. I was too shocked to respond.
He must have misread my face, as he looked down at the ground and began sadly,"I understand if you don't feel the same way, but I had to tell you, you know, in case something happened to either of us; which isn't very unlikely as we hunt monsters." He paused, waiting for my reaction. I wanted to scream that I felt the same way about him, but I couldn't speak. "I'll just leave you be," he said quietly, turning to walk out of the room.
"Sam, wait!" I said as he had almost cleared the doorway. He turned back around, only to be engulfed in a huge hug. "I love you too, Sam. I'm sorry that it didn't seem like it, but I really do. I've had a huge crush on you since the day we met, I was just too shocked to speak."
He wrapped his strong arms around me, and everything in that moment felt perfect. There were no monsters, or demons out in the world, only me and Sam in that moment. For once, I felt loved, and that was all that mattered.