Thursday - Follow up

[sagaluthien]

Kära vänner, Dear my Friends!

It has come to my last day as guest host and I sagaluthien will thank you all for making so many prompts and replies. It has been a good few day’s and I want to hope to come back another time. But before that I hope this will be as good as the others.

My fourth and last theme is; Follow upIt might be a tricky one

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His own personal shadow

[youaredriving]

Okay, so when I saw this I was jumping for joy but I was feeling a bit schmoopy...so maybe not exactly what you were looking for but it's like another peek into the world.

Ever since the graveyard incident, as Dean declared it, he stopped trying to lock Sam up in the Impala or the motel rooms. It was just easier to have Sam twirling through his legs with that impish kitten grin of his and like Dean's own personal shadow.

Dean had long ago figured out that he was now Sam’s and there was no way he was going to change it. He could only live with it. So they settled into a routine of sorts. After every hunt Sam had to prowl around the motel room to make sure nothing made it in while they were away, even if Dean was barely holding on. After Sam’s initial run through he’d slip around and give a soft purr as he brushed against Dean’s legs to let him know that everything was okay.

Dean would stumble into the bathroom to shower and somehow Sam would sneak in. By the time Dean would get out of the shower, Sam would be curled up on the rug with his eyes closed and his ears quirked towards the tub as if he had been listening to make sure Dean didn’t fall or worse. The first time that happened it really bothered Dean but after awhile it was just another on of kitty Sam’s quirks. Sam was always looking out for Dean the only way he knew how to.

Then Sam would just settle himself right on down on Dean’s legs whenever Dean got ready for bed and flipped the television on. Some shows Dean couldn’t get Sam’s attention away from, not even with the scritch-scratch that normally had Sam in a purring puddle of goo. Other times Dean could laugh at Sam’s reactions, like Cujo. Sam’s ears would flick back and he’d settle on Dean’s chest with an angry glare before settling into a deep sleep.

Sometime during the night Sam would always end up moving. Dean wasn’t sure he’d quite understand it but one night his feet were freezing and he didn’t feel like getting socks and in the morning he woke up with little Sam snoozing over his blanket covered toes. But most mornings, Sam took residence on the pillow opposite of Dean’s. His face always tilted towards Dean’s in sleep and his paws stretched outwards, just touching barely Dean’s face.

So Dean would wake him the same way. He trailed a finger over that velvety nose and pressed a nonexistent kiss between Sam’s ears. He smirked as it crinkled while Sam cracked an eye open and snuggled back into the pillow. “Rise and shine Sammy, we’ve got monsters to kill.”

Re: His own personal shadow

[sagaluthien]

Thank you for replying and continue the story. Schmoopy is alright and will never tired of kitten!Sam.
Would you feel for writing more in the verse you more than welcome to pm me and I will head over and read.