Fic: If You Really Love Me (Let Me Go)
Title: If You Really Love Me (Let Me Go)
Fandom: Supernatural FPS
Characters: Sam, Dean
Rating: G
Summary: Sam’s plea to Dean.
Time: up till 8-03
Dean feels the mattress dip behind him.
“Dean...”
“What is it?”
“I, erm, I just want to say thanks.”
Frowning, Dean turns around. “For what? For Christ’s sake, Sam, what are you even doing here in my bed?” In the dimmed light of the motel room Dean sees Sam’s eyes soften.
“I want to thank you for everything you’ve done to me. Taking care of me since I was a baby. You’re-”
Dean props himself up on his elbows. “You’re drunk?”
Sam snorts. “No. I just - look, Dean, I’m serious here. I think you’ve done a great job. I mean you didn’t make me a photocopy of yourself. You gave me choices. I’m my own person, a lot different person from you are. I have my own preferences, interests, hobbies.”
“I knew you prefer boys despite all those girlfriends you’ve had.”
“Haha, shut up, Dean. But really, you could’ve made me like the exact same things you do, but you didn’t.”
Dean sobers up. “Sam, what are you saying?”
Sam looks down at his hand, busy tracing the patterns on the blanket. “Dean, I know hunting is very important to you but it - it’s not so much for me.”
So that’s it. Dean sighs.
“All right, Sam, I get it. You’re not happy with the things we do, that’s not fine. I promise you can go wherever you want once we’re done with this Kevin problem.”
“Dean, I’m not saying I don’t want to help...”
“No, you’re not but what can I say? Your happiness is the most important thing for me and I’m not going to be the one holding you back.”
“You’re not holding me back. You never have.”
“Go, Sam. Take that chance to continue your study, your life. You still can go far with those.”
Sam fidgets in his place. “Are you sure? Dean?”
No. Not by a long shot. Nothing is scarier for him in his life, not hell, not purgatory, nothing but being lonely. He’s only got Sam. He never had friends at school and the only people who can stand him are those one night stands. There was Lisa, of course, but she didn’t get the hunting things. She wasn’t someone Dean could talk a lot about most of the things in his life. It’s only Sam he truly has, and he thought Sam shared that feeling about him.
Seems like that wasn’t the case.
Dean looks Sam in the eye and gives his million-watt smile. “Of course I’m sure, you kidding me?” And he turns his back on Sam. His brother mustn’t see how his heart breaks into a thousand pieces.
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Fandom: Supernatural FPS
Characters: Sam, Dean
Rating: G
Summary: Sam’s plea to Dean.
Time: up till 8-03
Dean feels the mattress dip behind him.
“Dean...”
“What is it?”
“I, erm, I just want to say thanks.”
Frowning, Dean turns around. “For what? For Christ’s sake, Sam, what are you even doing here in my bed?” In the dimmed light of the motel room Dean sees Sam’s eyes soften.
“I want to thank you for everything you’ve done to me. Taking care of me since I was a baby. You’re-”
Dean props himself up on his elbows. “You’re drunk?”
Sam snorts. “No. I just - look, Dean, I’m serious here. I think you’ve done a great job. I mean you didn’t make me a photocopy of yourself. You gave me choices. I’m my own person, a lot different person from you are. I have my own preferences, interests, hobbies.”
“I knew you prefer boys despite all those girlfriends you’ve had.”
“Haha, shut up, Dean. But really, you could’ve made me like the exact same things you do, but you didn’t.”
Dean sobers up. “Sam, what are you saying?”
Sam looks down at his hand, busy tracing the patterns on the blanket. “Dean, I know hunting is very important to you but it - it’s not so much for me.”
So that’s it. Dean sighs.
“All right, Sam, I get it. You’re not happy with the things we do, that’s not fine. I promise you can go wherever you want once we’re done with this Kevin problem.”
“Dean, I’m not saying I don’t want to help...”
“No, you’re not but what can I say? Your happiness is the most important thing for me and I’m not going to be the one holding you back.”
“You’re not holding me back. You never have.”
“Go, Sam. Take that chance to continue your study, your life. You still can go far with those.”
Sam fidgets in his place. “Are you sure? Dean?”
No. Not by a long shot. Nothing is scarier for him in his life, not hell, not purgatory, nothing but being lonely. He’s only got Sam. He never had friends at school and the only people who can stand him are those one night stands. There was Lisa, of course, but she didn’t get the hunting things. She wasn’t someone Dean could talk a lot about most of the things in his life. It’s only Sam he truly has, and he thought Sam shared that feeling about him.
Seems like that wasn’t the case.
Dean looks Sam in the eye and gives his million-watt smile. “Of course I’m sure, you kidding me?” And he turns his back on Sam. His brother mustn’t see how his heart breaks into a thousand pieces.
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