SPN drabbles: Dean birthday drabbles roundup post #2
Dean-centric drabbles round-up post #2! \o/ If I can't get to the last batch tonight, they will be done this week.
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Hovering
Sam, Dean, G, post-Mystery Spot, 100 words
for maychorian, prompt: Dean eats a taco soon after Mystery Spot and Sam freaks out mildly.
Dean chose the sauce with flames and warnings on the label.
"Wait," Sam said, so sharply Dean froze, his taco halfway to his mouth.
Leaning forward, Sam peered at the lettuce, ground meat, and beans. When he leaned closer to sniff, Dean snatched the taco away.
"Dude. What gives?"
"Nothing." Sam poked at his plate of rice and beans.
A few hours after they'd eaten, Sam finally stopped asking him if he was feeling okay.
But as they walked back to the motel, Sam kept putting his arm out across Dean's chest at every red light like a soccer mom.
The Four-in-hand
Dean, John, Sam, implied Dean/OFC, implied Dean/Castiel, PG, preseries-early S5, 100 words
for anniehow. Prompt: Dean and neck ties.
There's the memory of his parents dressed up, the scent of church.
There's his father's fingers guiding Dean's through tying on a neck-tie for the first time when he's eight.
There's Dean at twelve guiding Sam's fingers to form the knot properly, the way his father guided his.
There's Debbie Clark, when he's nineteen, using his necktie to bind his wrists to her bed post, and him liking it.
There's every case where he and Sam pose as FBI agents.
There's the thrum of tension and heat Dean pretends he can't feel as he straightens the tie around Castiel's neck.
Didn't
Dean/OFC, PG, preseries, 100 words
for maboheme, prompt: Dean/OFC; Contrary to popular belief, Dean did in fact go to his Junior prom.
Dean was the only guy wearing jeans, but he did put on a white button-down shirt, ironed it, even, and he wore his good boots. He refused to wear a tie.
After six songs or so, she took his hand and pulled him towards the doors at the back, and then they were out in the warm night with the beat of music grown muted.
He didn't go to proms, he didn't dance, his stomach didn't plunge, as she arched her neck at the touch of his mouth, thinking he wouldn't see her again.
He didn't wish he could stay.
Just Enough
Sam, Dean, G, season 2, 100 words
for sxymami0909. Prompt: Sam throwing a surprise party for Dean.
"What the hell?"
There was a balloon with a picture of a bear playing electric guitar on it tied to the back of the chair, and a cake with a six-pack of beer next to it on the table.
"Uh, well, things have been..." Sam jammed his hands deeper into the pockets of his jacket and hunched his shoulders. "Things have been kinda difficult and it's your birthday and I thought maybe..." he shrugged.
Dean thought of six very funny remarks, but said, "Hey, thanks, Sammy."
They drank beer and ate cake.
"Okay, but the balloon was a bit much."
Tangled
Sam, Dean, preseries, G, 100 words
for chiiyo86. Prompt: Dean teaching Sam to tie his shoes.
"Like that?" Sam stuck out his foot.
Dean sighed. "Aw, you made a mess!"
Sam looked down at his sneaker, lower lip portruding. "'S not so bad."
"Are you kidding?" Kneeling, Dean began to undo the marvelous wonder of a knot. "Watch. Again. Like this." He tied Sam's shoe. "Now you do it," he said, undoing the laces.
With his tongue sticking out at the corner of his mouth, Sam went to work and wound up with something at least resembling the right knot.
"Okay?" His voice wobbled.
"Okay."
Dean held out his hand, and Sam slapped him a high-five.
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Hovering
Sam, Dean, G, post-Mystery Spot, 100 words
for maychorian, prompt: Dean eats a taco soon after Mystery Spot and Sam freaks out mildly.
Dean chose the sauce with flames and warnings on the label.
"Wait," Sam said, so sharply Dean froze, his taco halfway to his mouth.
Leaning forward, Sam peered at the lettuce, ground meat, and beans. When he leaned closer to sniff, Dean snatched the taco away.
"Dude. What gives?"
"Nothing." Sam poked at his plate of rice and beans.
A few hours after they'd eaten, Sam finally stopped asking him if he was feeling okay.
But as they walked back to the motel, Sam kept putting his arm out across Dean's chest at every red light like a soccer mom.
The Four-in-hand
Dean, John, Sam, implied Dean/OFC, implied Dean/Castiel, PG, preseries-early S5, 100 words
for anniehow. Prompt: Dean and neck ties.
There's the memory of his parents dressed up, the scent of church.
There's his father's fingers guiding Dean's through tying on a neck-tie for the first time when he's eight.
There's Dean at twelve guiding Sam's fingers to form the knot properly, the way his father guided his.
There's Debbie Clark, when he's nineteen, using his necktie to bind his wrists to her bed post, and him liking it.
There's every case where he and Sam pose as FBI agents.
There's the thrum of tension and heat Dean pretends he can't feel as he straightens the tie around Castiel's neck.
Didn't
Dean/OFC, PG, preseries, 100 words
for maboheme, prompt: Dean/OFC; Contrary to popular belief, Dean did in fact go to his Junior prom.
Dean was the only guy wearing jeans, but he did put on a white button-down shirt, ironed it, even, and he wore his good boots. He refused to wear a tie.
After six songs or so, she took his hand and pulled him towards the doors at the back, and then they were out in the warm night with the beat of music grown muted.
He didn't go to proms, he didn't dance, his stomach didn't plunge, as she arched her neck at the touch of his mouth, thinking he wouldn't see her again.
He didn't wish he could stay.
Just Enough
Sam, Dean, G, season 2, 100 words
for sxymami0909. Prompt: Sam throwing a surprise party for Dean.
"What the hell?"
There was a balloon with a picture of a bear playing electric guitar on it tied to the back of the chair, and a cake with a six-pack of beer next to it on the table.
"Uh, well, things have been..." Sam jammed his hands deeper into the pockets of his jacket and hunched his shoulders. "Things have been kinda difficult and it's your birthday and I thought maybe..." he shrugged.
Dean thought of six very funny remarks, but said, "Hey, thanks, Sammy."
They drank beer and ate cake.
"Okay, but the balloon was a bit much."
Tangled
Sam, Dean, preseries, G, 100 words
for chiiyo86. Prompt: Dean teaching Sam to tie his shoes.
"Like that?" Sam stuck out his foot.
Dean sighed. "Aw, you made a mess!"
Sam looked down at his sneaker, lower lip portruding. "'S not so bad."
"Are you kidding?" Kneeling, Dean began to undo the marvelous wonder of a knot. "Watch. Again. Like this." He tied Sam's shoe. "Now you do it," he said, undoing the laces.
With his tongue sticking out at the corner of his mouth, Sam went to work and wound up with something at least resembling the right knot.
"Okay?" His voice wobbled.
"Okay."
Dean held out his hand, and Sam slapped him a high-five.