Holiday commentfic

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Sam/Dean have amnesia and the rest is wincestory. for mdlaw

Becky helps Sam and Dean, and in return demands that Sam has to play her bf. Dean doesn't like it. at all. for cristo-nara

♥ a little expansion on the last scene of A Very Supernatural Christmas for lavishsqualor

Death crashes the Singer-Winchester Christmas party. for peachpai

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Until one day when they're in the bathroom, their joint reflection quiet in the mirror, shoulders brushing. Sam realizes what is actually going on, and then he's just pissed.

What happens is that he is brushing his teeth slow, feeling drowsy because they'd stayed up until four digging a grave and then had to split town because some passerby called the cops. They had reached Fairfield at five AM, just as the sun was purpling the mountain ridge on the horizon, and now Sam is like a zombie, toothpaste frothing at the corners of his mouth.

The scene is still, until Dean flicks him in the forehead.

When Sam is sleepy, his reflexes are swift and unchecked. As such, he has Dean pressed against the shower door in three seconds without a thought. He’s about to let go, but then Dean has him against the bathroom door, the handle biting into Sam's thigh.

“My bad,” Sam mutters around his toothbrush, and they pull apart.

Dean laughs.

All in all, it takes a total of six second for them to readjust and take up brushing their teeth again. Sam spits into the sink and swishes water in his mouth and rinses out his toothbrush. He spits and frowns at Dean's reflection.

“What was that, anyway?” he asks.

Dean does not offer explanation. Instead, he glances around the room, like he’s avoiding the question or...or like he’s looking for someone. And Sam suddenly gets it.

“Dude,” he says. Dean pats his face dry with a cloth. “I stopped seeing Lucifer while brushing my teeth weeks ago.”

Dean stills. “Huh?”

“My hand's healed, yeah, but-” Sam holds up the floss. “This shit hurts, you know? Keeps me firmly stuck in reality."

Dean is watching him carefully.

"I no longer see Lucifer when I brush my teeth," Sam says. "So you can stop flicking me, or whatever.”

“Oh.” Dean looks at Sam askance and then there's some weird half-expression that flits across his face, before he nods. "Right."

Sam furrows his brow in response and Dean leaves Sam alone in the bathroom, alone with his own reflection, not even the Devil for company. Sam hears him getting ready for bed, pants hitting the floor, and kind of hates his life, even though that's fucked up and he shouldn't. Dean has been launching a full-on war on Lucifer by grabbing Sam all the time, apparently. He's just been trying to keep him grounded, and Sam should be thankful.

Sam strips off his shirt, telling his reflection to pull it together already. He's already suffering under one sort of delusion, no need to set himself up for heartbreak by indulging in another.

Dean's seated on the edge of a bed when Sam pads out of the bathroom, looking pensive under the orange triangle of lamplight. He looks Sam toe to head, and then returns to fiddling with the remote. He says, "No Lucifer, huh?"

Sam strips down to boxers. "Nope."

"Good, good."

Sam moves to his bed but Dean kicks his legs out from under him with no warning.

"Ow. Fuck!" Sam is on his back on the mattress. He reaches to rub the elbow he’d just banged on the bedside table. He reaches to steady the lamp and Dean climbing onto him like it's nothing.

"This is real then," Dean says. "Got it?"

Sam nods and gasps as Dean pushes his thumbs into Sam’s palms as he presses their hands together in the covers.

Sam coils their fingers together, hard, as Dean says against his mouth, “So slow, Sammy, I swear to God.”

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I...speechless. You are AMAZING. Just...wow.

I've been saving these up! Your writing is seriously finer than the best chocolate truffles (IMO-the BEST POSSIBLE THING AVAILABLE ON EARTH) and only to be indulged in when I've been very good and have finished all my chores.

Or maybe for right now when my husband has gone to hang with his bf and the kids are asleep. \0/

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That's so nice of you! I'm so glad these make you happy! I wanted to give everyone presents bc you've all made ME really happy with comments etc. So, yes. I'm glad you liked it.

[aliassmith]

Sam's Lucifer-visions might be an excuse for Dean to flirt like a five year old, but obviously he'd be doing it even without the excuse. Such an overgrown child :D

Loved this!

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I'm glad that came across! I am a sucker for stories where one of them thinks they know what's going on, but really the other person is just super into them. Yep.

[zempasuchil]

eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

this is the best thing!!! just yesterday I was craving "Dean hurts Sam to keep him in touch with reality" fic and this has delivered in the best way :DDDD what a wonderful Dean in this, oh man <3

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I WANT IT IN ALL THE FIC.

[zempasuchil]

WHAT IF ALSO THE INVERSE - Sam finds the tactic effective and hurts Dean to help remind him that he is alive and Sam is here for him?

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Perhaps, perhaps....

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Just returning to ask...what exactly would this look like?
*chinhands*

[zempasuchil]

It would just be an interesting turnaround for a fic to do. Sam's got this hand-pinching device that Dean gave him to keep him anchored in reality. He'd be pretty lost without it - he was desperate in the warehouse scene and Dean had to talk him down. Dean's grip on reality is okay but his will to go on living is pretty weak. I just like the idea that New Sam, being disciplined and healthy in most of his habits, would see using pain as positive reinforcement as a possibility for Dean too. He could give Dean the same gift Dean gave him - to show Sam's there for him. Not so much the fact that it's pain but that it's a draw of sharp sensation and physical existence that keeps Dean from being lost in a drunken haze. It's the mutual support and you're-my-brother, I'd-do-anything-for-you thing that goes both ways that is super delicious :)

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Oh my gosh, I am so down with this. Can I credit you and write it into something?

[zempasuchil]

Haha, if we're getting into crediting people for ideas I have to say that twoskeletons is the one who tossed it to me. Neither of us is likely to write it, though, so omg it would be soooo awesome if you ended up writing it!

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Ok, I will keep this in mind.

[mistyzeo]

yessssss

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