May 14, 2008 09:47
Fandom: Supernatural
Title: Stories Told
Author/Artist: my_sam_dean
Theme(s): #31 - Purity
Pairing/Characters: Sam/Dean
Rating: R
Disclaimer/claimer (if needed): I own nothing Supernatural.
Summary (if needed): Dean tells Sam strories when he's ill.
Dean laid near Sam, who was battling a fever. They had discussed their feelings for each other but hadn't consummated their relationship yet. They were perfectly fine taking things slow.
When he looked at Sam sleeping, he looked so pure and innocent. It didn't correlate with Sam who was the hunter and fighter of evil. But, it was the bother he was given. It was just lately they had started to be a couple. All of Dean's hardness was more than made up for when Sam smiled and spread his kindness and gentle ways
"I can't sleep, Dean. I hurt too bad," Sammy's voice sounded more like a croak.
"Just rest, baby," Dean kissed his forehead and then moved further down to burrow into the blankets with Sam. 'How about I tell you some stories to help pass the time?"
"Okay," Sam cuddled in further like little child.
"I remember one day baking with Mom. I was trying o get the decorations on just right for Dad and you were eating the frosting and candies as quickly as I could put them on. he ended up with a bunch of sugar cookies with little fingerprints on them. Dad still ate them and told us how wonderful they were. Mom had that sunny smile of hers that just seemed to make everything right."
'Tell me when you, you know, fell for me."
"You turning into a girl on me?"
"I just wanna know," Sam replied softly.
"It snuck up on me, Sammy. Between all the training and sparring and wrestling, I noticed how your body had changed and how my body was reacting to the changes. I felt like a dirty old man." Dean was quiet for a little bit. "So, when did you decide I was the one for you?"
"The first time you beat up the bullies at school for me. You came home, took off your shirt, and I could see the bruises along with the muscles that were hidden there. I wanted to trace each one of them. I'd always known I loved you. But, that's when I realized I wanted you."
"And so that's how we ended up here," Dean played with Sam's hair. "Doesn't matter how we got here, I'm just happy that we've arrived."
"Me, too."