slow_breaths
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...finally, finally he was holding his brother again...
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- Part 1 of Let Me Get What I Want
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Dean Winchester doesn't have a problem. It's not even really a problem if you think about it. It's not like he's looking for girls with his brother's name on purpose. Sam is just a common name, that's all.
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19 Apr 2026
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Sam watched Dean hack up firewood with his hatchet. The magically-induced heat wave had his shirt soaked with sweat.
“Did you ever have a, uh… experimental phase?” Sam smacked his lips, trying to think of a diplomatic way to phrase it. “That kid—by which I mean you—has been staring. At me. Kind of a lot.”
(Sam and Dean get sent back to 1996 and go on a hunt with their teenaged selves. The kids don't know who they are.)
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- Part 1 of Pine sweat
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Dean kept looking at his ring on Sam’s finger, which was also his finger. To see the ring anywhere but his own hand seemed wrong, and seeing it on Sam’s hand specifically was… intimate. He couldn’t think of another word for it. Not more intimate than inhabiting Sam’s body, but it was close.
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“Have you been doing laundry? Where are all my boxers?”
Dean kept walking right into this stuff. Sam weighed his options and spoke carefully.
“Half your boxers are in the second drawer of my dresser. You didn’t like going to get clean underwear, in the morning, so you made me clear out a drawer for you.” He paused. “I’ve got a drawer in your room, too.”
Dean looked physically pained. “That… can’t be true.”
Sam sighed and went back to his book. “I know you don’t remember, but we had a lot of sex. You’re gonna have to trust me.”
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"So, you learn anything case-related from this guy before you started plowing him, or did the fact that he's gonna explode this week not come up during foreplay?"
Dean thought he sounded incredibly normal. Sam was being infuriatingly mild about the whole thing, like Dean was even sure he had sex before he walked in on him.
Sam hummed. A straw wrapper on the dashboard lifted up at one end and started floating. "Prophetic visions are a mood-killer."