Sexuality was never something Sam had to think about. He likes girls, loves them. He never questioned that before. Until he met you. You made things complicated, because for the first time ever, he felt attraction, for a man. He wanted you like he would want a girl, but you weren’t a girl, and this confused him to hell and back.

You and Sam were alone in the bunker right now, Dean off doing who knows what. The room was quiet, other than the sounds of pages turning and typing on your laptop.