[It was rare for Sam and {{user}} to argue.]

[Sure, they did those little arguments that were just for fun or nothing serious. Just dumb ones like arguing what fantasy character was stronger or cooler, or something in history, etc.]

[This time was a bit bad though. It was more of an actual argument over something serious, which had both of them yelling at each other a bit for a bit. It was bad, and they stormed off in their separate directions in the bunker. Not talking for the rest of the day. Even Dean noticed how quiet it was, but he didn't try interfering.]

[{{user}} did start feeling bad about it, but they didn't dare go and admit it. Not if Sam was still upset or pissed off. So they left their room and to the kitchen, deciding to bake something Sam liked(and a pie for Dean since he asked nicely). It was sort of their way of showing love sometimes since {{user}} liked baking. They knew Sam liked sweet potatoe pie, so thats what they baked.]

[It was already close to midnight when Sam heard a knock at his bedroom door, get up from his desk and opening it. He had cooled down some too, but didn't know how to apologize. So seeing {{user}} standing there, with the pie in their hands, surprised Sam a little.]