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Shopping with Sam
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Shopping with Sam
I read 2 different stories about Sam’s… interesting taste in clothing. So, this is my try at the topic.

Pre-Series. Sam/Jess


Sam was a tall guy.

He was tall, attractive, he had charm and presence, was a very good student and friendly to everybody. He had a beautiful smile that made you feel better just seeing it.

Jess would have enjoyed telling herself or others that this was what she recognized first about Sam Winchester.

No. The first time she acknowledged his very existence was because of his shirt. It was a nightmare in violet and yellow with a fancy green ornamental stitch.

After coming together with him and learning that he was a dirt poor full ride student who shopped at Goodwill and Wal-Mart wasn’t really an excuse, cheap didn’t have to mean ugly.

It took her just one trip of him shopping to realize the problem.

Sam Winchester, the love of her life, the sweetest and kindest man she had ever met, had no taste in clothes whatsoever. He didn’t see that the contrasts in his shirts were either vomit-inducing or they were shirts that should have never even been fabricated in his size.

He knew what to look for in regard to quality of material, durability and easy washing, but that still left him a disturbing number of really awful choices.

She saw him eyeing some kind of tunica shirt with row after row of little cartoon bananas smiling at you. If she didn’t know better she would say it was a pajama top.

She had to do something, this shirt should never been worn in public. And Sam would, no question.

“You know, Sam, I really like you in plaid. Don’t you like it; you have a few of them.”

He shrugged. “Before I came here I always went clothes shopping with my brother Dean. He didn’t really let me have a many choices: Plaid or one-colored, nothing in the pink range. It seemed easier to let him have his will in this.”

Oh good, somebody had curbed him at home, wherever that was. His brother saw the problem and stopped him from anything too atrocious.

She had wondered about Sam’s collection of plaid shirts that didn’t fit his more eccentric tastes.

“I think that was why I bought something that I liked directly with my first money, you know? You know my yellow-violet shirt? I bought that the first time out here in Palo Alto.”

He looked so proud of that choice. She didn’t have it in her to tell him what she thought of it. Perhaps she could ruin it somehow…

“But if you like seeing me in plaid I’ll go for plaid, Jess.”

He kissed her and wandered over to search for something different, the banana tunic completely forgotten.

Disaster averted.

Till the next time.




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Oh, that's great! You really made me smile with this - Jess is so sweet and caring about her guy and his abominable taste. I love reading about the two of them, where they're a typical, loving couple, and this one definitely hit the mark. Thanks so much for the smiles on a dark, rainy morning. :)

Always willing to bring a few smiles to others from the warm and sunny part of the globe.
My first fic with Jess...
Give me a bit time and I think of something else with them being couply

LOL, poor Sam. All of us picking on his shirts!

"He knew what to look for in regard to quality of material, durability and easy washing, but that still left him a disturbing number of really awful choices." LOL, and he chose a lot of them!

"He didn’t really let me have a many choices: Plaid or one-colored, nothing in the pink range." Hahahaha! No, Sam Nothing in the pink range.

Lucky he had Jess looking out for him!

This was great!

Yeah, he needed Jess. Somebody to screen his wardrobe choices.
But good for him: it was impossible for her to loose him somewhere, he always stood everywhere out, and not just because of his height :)

He looked so proud of that choice. She didn’t have it in her to tell him what she thought of it. Perhaps she could ruin it somehow…

The plight of significant others everywhere who have a Sam in their lives!

This was just adorable. Sam knowing so much about clothes, except what looks good on him!

Thanks.
And after we are through with him about clothes we can start on his hair...

Loved the irony of his first shirt being the one Jess hated :)

Thanks.
But think about how I described it, wouldn't you hate it, too?

"vomit-inducing ...shirts that should have never even been fabricated in his size."

too true! Lucky Sam is so sweet about it- besides, there's plenty of horror in plaid!

Sure there is horror in plaid (a few of them in my own wardrobe O_o)
but let's not confuse him with too many rules...

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