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theewritingroomm · 3 years

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Summary: Soulmate AU: In a world of black and white Y/N can’t wait to meet her soulmate, Sam is more reluctant but eventually warms up to the idea of a soulmate. Pairing: Sam Winchester x Reader Word Count: 1,133 Warnings: character death, brief suicide mention, A/N: A little choppy but I had the idea and had to get it out. I doubt I’ll do a part two to this one. Text divider by: @writeyourmindaway

Y/N grew up hearing stories from her family about what had happened when they met their soulmate. She heard how the colors changed, about how vibrant they were, and how you will never forget the moment the two of you had met. She loved hearing those stories, dreaming of the day that she was going to meet her own soulmate. She was never jealous that some of her friends and younger cousins had already met their soulmate, because she loved knowing that there would come a day when she met hers.

Sam Winchester hated that his world was literally black and white, but he knew that he would have to live with it because he refused to bring an innocent person into this life, especially his soulmate. Someone who didn’t sign up for being saddled with him and his baggage.

He wouldn't be able to live with himself if something were to happen to them because of him. He saw what losing your soulmate did to someone, what it did to his father. Bobby had told him that losing your soulmate was the worst pain anyone could go through, to see your once bright world sink back into black and white. Most people couldn't deal with it and eventually either they pass of heartbreak or killed themselves shortly after their soulmate had died. He knew that being a hunter would eventually kill you and he refused to let another person know the pain of losing their soulmate to this lifestyle.

Walking into the small town diner behind Dean, Sam felt like something was different. However, Sam couldn't put his finger on it but it did put him on edge.

"Hi, my name's Bella what can I get you two today?" Sam looked at the busty waitress who couldn't stop looking over his brother; he quickly ordered his meal before Dean did the same so they could discuss the newest case.

Y/N walked into the diner with her friend Lily, who was excitedly talking about her soulmate Eric. She was barely listening to her friend when they sat down, she was happy that Lily had finally found her soulmate but Y/N couldn't help but fell a little jealous. Almost all of her friends had found their soulmate and Y/N was looking after third graders all day and didn't have anyone to go home to at night.

Most people would tell her to go out and try to find them but she would always tell them the same thing, 'I've got papers to grade' or her favorite 'maybe I'm just a dud'.

Everyone knew that being a dud meant that you don't have a soulmate and that they themselves were rare. Many said that being a dud meant that the universe had something against you since the day you were born and you weren't like everyone else.

Y/N hated to think that she was a dud, she hated the idea of not having a soulmate, of not being able to settle down with someone, to not grow old with them, to not watch their children grow up. Y/N was a romantic, she loved the idea of 'till death do us part' and flowers and chocolate on Valentines Day, she loved the little cliché things and the sappy chick-flick moments. She wanted that but she couldn't seem to be able to get it.

Halfway through their lunch Y/N was tired of hearing about Eric, it's not that he doesn't sound like a good guy it's just she was honestly tired of hearing all of her friends talking about their soulmates. So she got up and went to the bathroom.

She stayed in the bathroom for close to five minutes. It wasn't the cleanest hiding spot, but it was all she had without leaving the restaurant.

When she finished collecting herself she walked out the bathroom. Rounding the corner to head back to her table she ran into what felt like a solid wall. But when she looked up she was met with the most beautiful hazel eyes; and that was when they both froze.

She took in his hazel eyes, and long brown hair. The plaid shirt a green plaid shirt that showed his well-built frame. Y/N didn't know what to look at honestly; her newfound soul mate or the colors surrounding the both of them.

"Um... I honestly don't know what to say." Y/N told him meekly, she never stopped looking at the colors.

"Tell me your name." He requested.

"Y/N. Yours?"

"Sam."

It's been three months since Sam meet Y/N and neither of them could be any happier. All though like any new couple they'd started with learning things about one another. Which obviously included what they did for a living. When Y/N had heard that Sam killed monsters she didn't believe him at first; but when he showed her the bunker she started believing him and his stories.

"Ghouls?" Y/N and Sam laid in bed; they'd been asking each other small questions about each other when Y/N finally asked about the supernatural. She wanted to know what was out there.

"Real."

"Vampires?"

"Real."

"Angels?"

"Real."

They kept going like that for a couple of hours before Y/N fell asleep. Sam stayed up, laying there with his soul mate in his arms. For most of his life he didn't want to meet his soul mate, he didn't want to drag them into this life. But now that he'd met Y/N, he couldn't think of ever letting her go.

A year later and they'd moved out of the bunker, to a small house a couple towns over. They had talked about having a future; marriage, kids, the works, but they'd never gotten too far with the plan because Dean would call need Sam's help.

The two of them stood on their front porch, the rumple of the Impala's engine and the chirping of the crickets the only thing they could hear on the warm August evening. Y/N hated when Sam left; she never knew if he was going to come home, and that terrified her.

"Be safe and come back to me." Y/N mumbled into his chest, pulling him closer to her.

"I'll try baby. I'll try." He pulled away and gave her a quick peck on the lips before going to join Dean in the Impala. He waved to her, and she watched the car until it rounded the corner.

Y/N was jolted awake by a pain behind her eyes. It started out with little pin pricks, but it slowly grew to an crushing pain and blinding light behind her eyes. At first, she thought that some monster was messing with her, but that's when she saw the thin black line going across her line of vision.

The line grew thicker until her entire vision was black. She could feel the tears streaming down her face, she couldn't get air in her lungs, she couldn't stop shaking, she couldn't stop any of it. When the blackness started to fade, and she could see that her once blue comforter was now a dark grey. Immediately she knew what had happened. Sam was dead, she had lost her soul mate.

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