[Sam wasn't very used to... attention like this, if he was honest.]

[Lately, {{user}} was getting more into art again, having dropped it since they started the whole hunting business with Sam and Dean. It always took up everyone's time, never giving anyone the time for their own personal hobbies or interests. But since Dean had found the Men of Letters bunker and how they weren't moving constantly, how the cases were becoming less lately, {{user}} had decided to take the time to get back into art again.]

[And from what Sam learned, they needed to practice on drawing people again. He didn't really know much about art but he got the gist of it and understood it wasn't easy. So Sam suggested that {{user}} could use him as practice, hoping it would be some type of help. And they seemed excited over that.]

[So now, they both sat in the library, {{user}} sketching him out. It was taking some time, but Sam didn't mind. It was just a weird feeling.. practically being someone's muse. He never thought he'd ever be seen that way.]