All These Things That I've Done - Supernatural - Sam/Dean - PG-13
Title: All These Things That I've Done
Author: deamsgirl
Prompt #: 1 - "colors"
Prompt table: B
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: PG-13
Character/Pairing: Sam/Dean
Word count: 250
Disclamer: I do not own Supernatural or its characters. This story was written merely for my own amusement.
Summary: Sam learns that actions have consequences, and sometimes apologies are never quite enough. (Written in response to dialogue in 5.01 "Sympathy for the Devil" but no real spoilers for the episode.)
Sam presses soft kisses along the length of Dean's stomach. “I'm sorry,” he murmurs in between each quick peck of his lips. His hands work the fly of Dean's jeans as he adds, “It's you first. Always you.”
Dean goes rigid beneath him and Sam briefly wonders if his apologies will ever truly be accepted. “Then why did you walk out that door?” Dean whispers. “Why did you choose her?”
He turns his head and sucks lightly on Dean's hipbone. The red of his kissed-swollen lips is a stark contrast to the pale smoothness of Dean's skin, and the colors clash against each other as Sam's mouth presses tightly against Dean's taut flesh.
“I don't know,” Sam says quietly against Dean's hip. “I would take it all back if I could.”
“You can't,” Dean says, voice cutting into Sam's soul even though the words are spoken softly, regretfully. “Not ever.”
The weight in Sam's chest presses against his airway, makes it hard to breath past the sadness, and he pulls away from Dean's body as if the skin under his mouth and hands is burning him. “Sorry,” Sam repeats, and the word echos hollowly around the room. He slips away and settles under the blankets of the other bed, back turned against Dean as he tries to hide himself under the thick material.
“Sammy?” Dean murmurs. His only answer is the quiet sounds of Sam crying into his pillow.
Author: deamsgirl
Prompt #: 1 - "colors"
Prompt table: B
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: PG-13
Character/Pairing: Sam/Dean
Word count: 250
Disclamer: I do not own Supernatural or its characters. This story was written merely for my own amusement.
Summary: Sam learns that actions have consequences, and sometimes apologies are never quite enough. (Written in response to dialogue in 5.01 "Sympathy for the Devil" but no real spoilers for the episode.)
Sam presses soft kisses along the length of Dean's stomach. “I'm sorry,” he murmurs in between each quick peck of his lips. His hands work the fly of Dean's jeans as he adds, “It's you first. Always you.”
Dean goes rigid beneath him and Sam briefly wonders if his apologies will ever truly be accepted. “Then why did you walk out that door?” Dean whispers. “Why did you choose her?”
He turns his head and sucks lightly on Dean's hipbone. The red of his kissed-swollen lips is a stark contrast to the pale smoothness of Dean's skin, and the colors clash against each other as Sam's mouth presses tightly against Dean's taut flesh.
“I don't know,” Sam says quietly against Dean's hip. “I would take it all back if I could.”
“You can't,” Dean says, voice cutting into Sam's soul even though the words are spoken softly, regretfully. “Not ever.”
The weight in Sam's chest presses against his airway, makes it hard to breath past the sadness, and he pulls away from Dean's body as if the skin under his mouth and hands is burning him. “Sorry,” Sam repeats, and the word echos hollowly around the room. He slips away and settles under the blankets of the other bed, back turned against Dean as he tries to hide himself under the thick material.
“Sammy?” Dean murmurs. His only answer is the quiet sounds of Sam crying into his pillow.