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Hello! Can you write a one-shot where the reader is hunting with Sam, Dean and Adam? And she has to share a room and a bed with Adam because there aren't any empty rooms in the motel? And can you make it really fluffy?

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Hi. I hope the fluff is to your satisfaction! Admittedly, there’s not a lot, but I tried.

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The carpet in the reception area of the motel was thin, and there was a distinct path worn from the door to the counter. As you, Dean, Adam and Sam lugged your bags to the woman working behind the desk, you couldn’t help but glance at the dingy lighting and the shabby furnishings and wish that there had been another motel nearby that you could stay in. But the next one was roughly an hour away, and the four of you were exhausted, so this would have to make do.

“Can we get 3 rooms, please?” Dean asked the woman behind the desk, greeting her with a polite smile. She glanced down at her book, a troubled look on her face.

“I’m sorry,” she said, “but we only have two rooms left. For some reason, were just booked out this weekend. I’m really sorry.” She glanced at your little party sympathetically, but it didn’t do much to change the fact that this could cause a serious problem for you. Sam and Dean usually shared a room, given the fact that they’d done so for years, but you and Adam usually had one each, to allow you both to have some privacy.

You bit your lip, growing slightly uncomfortable at the prospect of having to share a room. It wasn’t that you didn’t like or trust the guys, but you just didn’t know if any of them would want to share with you.

Adam was the one to break the silence that had descended in the lobby. “Maybe…I could sleep with Y/N?” he suggested. Then, when he realised what he’d said, he turned beet red. “Um, that is, share a room with her.”

“Um, yeah, sure. I’m cool with that,” you agreed, blushing profusely. Sam glanced between the two of you for a moment, before turning back to the desk and saying, “I guess we’ll take them, then.”

The woman smiled, before handing over the room keys and explaining where the rooms were located. The four of you thanked her and left, with Sam and Dean turning off a few doors before the one where you and Adam would be staying. Adam unlocked the door and stepped in the room, with you not far behind. But before you even got to see in, you slammed into his back.

“Ow!” you exclaimed, rubbing your nose resentfully. “What was that - oh.” You had finally moved into a position where you could see the room, and you now knew why Adam had stopped dead. There was only one bed. The lady definitely hadn’t mentioned that when you’d made the reservation.

“Y/N, I had no idea,” he said apologetically, as you silently shut the door, still reeling over this new bit of information. “Look, I’ll sleep on the couch. You take the bed.” Glancing across the room, you saw a little armchair in the corner, the fabric worn and fraying.

“No,” you decided. “I’m not letting you sleep in that thing. You won’t be able to move in the morning. You can share the bed with me.”

“Are you sure -” You quelled him with a sharp look, before grabbing your pyjamas out of your duffel bag and heading to the bathroom to change. When you came back out, Adam switched with you, leaving you to flop down on the bed. After a minute, you determined that nothing good was on TV, so you switched it off again and closed your eyes.

Moments later, you heard the bathroom door creak open, and you opened your eyes to see Adam heading back towards you. “You shape up nicely, Milligan,” you observed.

“You’re not so bad yourself.” He switched off the main light in the room, before pulling back the covers and sliding into bed beside you. The darkness was complete, and you could barely make out Adam’s form as you settled into bed.

“Shit! Sorry!” you apologised as you rolled into him. For a moment, you were worried about how he would react. But then you noticed that he was shaking beside you and you realised he was laughing. When the momentary tension gone, you laughed too, pulling the covers up over your shoulder.

As you starting slipping into sleep, you felt a weight settle on your waist - Adam had draped his arm across you. You froze for a minute and he withdrew it slightly, asking, “Is this…okay?”

“Yeah,” you murmured, shifting towards him. “You just surprised me, that’s all.” He put his arm back around you, pulling you closer to him. You lay like that for several minutes, feeling his rhythmic breathing calm you and lull you to sleep.

Then, just as you felt yourself finally drifting off, he whispered, “Sweet dreams, Y/N.” You smiled, and fell asleep with a warm and fuzzy feeling growing inside you.

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