Strawberries - SN fic - PG13
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tigriswolfTitle: Strawberries
Fandom: “Supernatural”
Disclaimer: not my characters; just for fun.
Warnings: spoilers for pilot
Pairings: Sam/Jessica
Rating: PG13
Wordcount: 555
Point of view: third
Notes: part of my Dean canon
More notes: there’s a reference to The Crucible in here.
The first time Jessica spent the night, Sam made her breakfast in the morning. He wanted it to be a surprise, to be special, to show how much he cared—to show he might could love her, one day.
He sliced a handful of strawberries and sugared them, then slipped two pieces of bread in the toaster. He got the bacon ready in the microwave and began scrambling some eggs, waiting until they were near-done before starting the bacon or toast.
When the microwave beeped and toast popped, Sam took the frying pan off the burner. He grabbed the jar of peanut butter and the honey bear, slathering both all over the bread.
Sam arranged the plate, with the toast on one side and the eggs on another, leaving the strawberries in their bowl. He plopped the bacon next to the eggs and got out a glass, filled it with milk and added chocolate syrup, stirring till it was fully mixed.
As he set the plate on the table, Jessica wandered out of the bedroom, wearing one of his shirts and nothing else. Her hair was wild, she was yawning, and he’d never seen anything so gorgeous.
She canted her head. “Breakfast?”
He nodded, pulling out the chair. “For you.”
She smiled at him, brilliant as the sun, and kissed his lips as she passed by, nibbling on the bottom one. “You’re a marvel, Sam Winchester,” she whispered into his mouth.
He didn’t say, That play doesn’t end well. Didn’t want to jinx the moment. Just wrapped his arms around her and trailed kisses down her neck, nipping lightly at her shoulder.
He knew then he’d love this woman forever.
She sank into the chair and looked at the spread, reaching out to snag one of the pieces of toast. He walked around the table and watched her, just drinking in the details. She flicked her eyes over to him and smiled again, taking a big bite of the toast and draining half the glass of milk to wash it down.
“You know I’m allergic to strawberries, right?” she asked, sticking a forkful of egg in her mouth.
He gaped, embarrassment curling through him. Jessica met his gaze, face warm. “I didn’t tell you, so I don’t know how you could’ve.”
“I am so sorry, Jess,” he said, reaching out to pull the bowl away from her. “I’ll get rid of these.”
She held up a hand. “Don’t. Go on, eat ‘em. Don’t let them go to waste, Sam.”
Sam loved strawberries, but he couldn’t risk it. He shoved them into the fridge and returned to the table where she’d eaten the bacon and most of the toast, leaving some eggs for him.
After they finished breakfast, Jessica pulled him into the shower with her and murmured a quiet, heartfelt thank you in his ear. He washed her hair and she scrubbed his back, and he was happy, so happy—he wondered sadly if it could last.
Jessica had a class at ten, so finally she got dressed and kissed him goodbye, thanked him again, and said she’d be back for supper.
Sam smiled at her and shut the door, thinking maybe he’d finally found a home. He walked to the fridge and pulled out the strawberries, eating them slowly and savoring the taste.
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Date: 2007-06-23 02:51 pm (UTC)Nicely done. :)
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Date: 2007-07-05 03:23 am (UTC)This is
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