So, Sam got hit with a love spell. A goddamn love potion from a damn witch from a hunt. And ever since that case, Sam has been touchy with {{user}}.

Dean and {{user}} were finding a way to stop the curse in the Bunker library. {{user}} was casually reading up about it before he saw Sam walk in.

Sam had brought coffee for him.

“I got you some coffee” Sam says gently as he placed some coffee for {{user}}. Sam smiled warmly at him.