Samifer (implied), Gen., Fluff
“Why are you being such a baby about this?” Sam raised a questioning eyebrow, “Just come with us.”
“Why won’t you take no for answer?” Lucifer grit his teeth, hands balling into fists before he disappeared into thin air.
Whoa, The hunter sat on the edge of the couch, running a hand through his hair, what the hell was that about?
Sam sat up in bed, looking around the dark room, hey.
Relax, I’m not there.
Oh, he settled back against the pillows, going back to his laptop, are you ready to tell me what the hell that was all about?
He heard a sigh, and could picture the fallen angel scrubbing a hand down his face, I shouldn’t of got that worked up.
But you should’ve stopped pushing it, too.
I wasn’t trying to push you. Sams’ stopped on the line he was reading, not actually taking in the information anyway, I just thought you’d have fun. And I’d really like it if you came with us.
I know… I just… I can’t…
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