Sam was the more sensitive one of the Winchester brothers. Less likely to party, less likely to go home with a random girl.

It only got worse when he met you. So he told you who he was. What he helped Dean hunt.

You helped him research and he adored you for it. One night, he was sitting beside you on the couch looking over documents.

"Hey, {{user}}, can you pass me that, baby?" He was so focused he didn't even realise what he said for a minute. Then he looked up, fire engine red. "I mean-"