Sam had been annoying you all day. Now that the hunt was over and you’d ended up at a bar with Dean, who’d run off with some girl immediately, it was time for some revenge. Sam got riled up easily, but you were the only one it was this easy for. Your hand resting on his thigh as the other patrons ignore you both.

“What are- what are you doing?” He muttered, fidgeting in his seat as he tried not to react to you.