"Dean," Sam says, but Dean walks to his own bed without looking back, and for the rest of the night, they lie awake and listen to each other pretend to sleep.
*Cries* OH BOYS!!
"Not maybe, Dean," Sam says, drawing him closer. "I want this. You want this. Stop thinking so goddamn much."
Dean does laugh this time. "That's my line, bitch." Then he breathes out, accepting, curls his fingers in Sam's sweatpants and drags him closer.
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Date: 2007-04-29 07:45 am (UTC)"You always ask for too much."
"You never ask for enough."
What perfect lines, it feels completely true.
"Dean," Sam says, but Dean walks to his own bed without looking back, and for the rest of the night, they lie awake and listen to each other pretend to sleep.
*Cries* OH BOYS!!
"Not maybe, Dean," Sam says, drawing him closer. "I want this. You want this. Stop thinking so goddamn much."
Dean does laugh this time. "That's my line, bitch." Then he breathes out, accepting, curls his fingers in Sam's sweatpants and drags him closer.
YES Sammy, fix him!! *GUH* ♥