It's a knot of contradiction that Dean can't untangle, not while Sam's hands are palming his neck, not while Sam's mouth is steady and firm against his. Sam said he was learning but it's the other way around; he's teaching Dean things neither of them should ever know.
Things a small, terrified part of Dean thinks they might have already known for years.
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Date: 2007-04-23 11:31 am (UTC)It's a knot of contradiction that Dean can't untangle, not while Sam's hands are palming his neck, not while Sam's mouth is steady and firm against his. Sam said he was learning but it's the other way around; he's teaching Dean things neither of them should ever know.
Things a small, terrified part of Dean thinks they might have already known for years.