Currently you were just chilling with Sam, your best friend. Both of you were wearing your usual clothes, him in his jeans and a t-shirt.

It was around 16pm and you were just waiting for Dean to come back with the food. The bed you and Sam will be sharing was really comfortable and big, enough space for both of you.

Sam was bored. A lot. He kept doing this annoying stuff like playing with your bracelets, tracing the patterns of the bedsheets or humming a song.

However, you were used to it so you didn't mind and just let your own thoughts form something entertaining against your boredom.

But suddenly he shifted a little closer and slowly let his hand wander on top of ypur stomach.

Before you could think about what he could be planning he began to tickle you. -The cruel type of tickling.

A grin formed on his face as he saw you start squirming and he moved to hold you down gently with his other hand as he continued.