RE: Fill: Romantic as Fuck 2/4casey679February 10 2020, 19:21:16 UTC
Immediately Sam's door swung open, and he stepped out, looking around and laughing. "Oh my god, Dean, this is adorable." He spun around, looking at the tiny little park and pausing at the hand-carved wooden sign.
"It's Valentine's Day, and you took me to…" he walked closer to the sign. "…the Geographical Center of the 48 States." He tossed a grin over his shoulder. "This has got to be the nerdiest thing you've ever done."
"You're the nerdiest thing I've ever done," Dean mock-grumbled. "Now sit down and eat the romantic dinner that I slaved over."
Sam held up a hand. "No, wait, there's a plaque here, it might be important." He walked over to the little stone monument and made a big show of bending down to read the sign.
Dean was pretty sure the real show was Sammy finding an excuse to show off his ass.
Dean rolled his eyes and huffed, pretending to be annoyed, but right as Sam was standing up to turn around, he noticed a price sticker clinging to the plastic around the rose and scrambled to scrape it off.
He was still flicking the gummy paper off his fingers surreptitiously when Sam walked over and threw an arm around him, bumping their foreheads together. "Seriously, though, this is amazing." He pecked him on the lips, then turned to the table to inspect it.
"A feast for kings!"
Dean ducked his head. "Kings of the road, you mean."
"Well, we'll dine like cheap royalty, then," Sam said, still grinning. He picked up the bottle of wine and grimaced. "I can't believe you remembered this."
"First wine we ever shared, Sammy, how could I forget?"
Sam screwed the top of the wine and pretended to sniff it. "Ah yes, 2020 was a very good year for wine." He poured it into the waiting glasses. "I can't believe we drank two bottles of this. God, I was so sick the next day."
Dean smiled and sat down. "Yeah, but it was worth it."
Sam slid into the bench opposite Dean. "You sure about that? My head hurt so bad I couldn't peel myself off the bathroom floor for hours the next day."
"Me neither," Dean said, raising his glass. "But, y'know, it was the night of our first kiss, too, so it was worth it."
Sam tapped his glass against Dean's. "Well, when you put it that way…" He slammed the wine back, coughing a little and wrinkling his nose. "God, it still tastes like Kool-Aid."
Dean drained his glass. "Kool-Aid with a kick! But you hated any kinda sour booze back then, so what was I gonna do? Hell, you wouldn't even drink beer. Besides, it was cheap."
"You mean easy to swipe," Sam said affably.
"Yeah, I do," Dean agreed. "I had better things to do with my cash, like taking us to the movies."
Sam unwrapped his sub, smiling when he saw the vegetables. "Night Flier, right Dean? You didn't buy the tickets - we snuck in because I was underage."
"Bitch, bitch, bitch. I bought you popcorn, didn't I?"
Sam rolled his eyes. "My hero."
"Damn straight," Dean snorted. "God, that movie was terrible."
RE: Fill: Romantic as Fuck 3/4casey679February 10 2020, 19:22:06 UTC
They ate in companionable silence, Sam looking pleased and blushing a little when their eyes met. When the wind picked up and it got a little chillier, Dean grabbed his plate and moved around to sit on the bench next to Sam, sides pressed together for warmth. If it made sharing the pie a little more romantic, well, that was an added bonus. Another glass of the wine later, they had both warmed up from the buzz of the wine, but he didn't move away.
Finally, when the pie was gone, Dean leaned over and kissed away the extra bit of cherry filling smeared across Sam's lips, then swiveled his legs around so he was sitting with his back to the table and burped. "See? Romantic as fuck."
Sam shook his head. "Sure, let's, uh… let's go with that."
"You don't believe me? I'm wounded," Dean said. "I bet that I can make this the most romantic night you've ever had in in two sentences."
Sam looked at him. "I'm not letting you blow me in the visitor's chapel here."
"That's a great idea, Sammy, but that's not what I'm talking about." Dean batted his eyes. "C'mon, what'll you bet?"
Sam looked at the tablecloth full of love-besotted monkeys and poured himself another glass of Boone's. "Dad taught us never to make sucker bets."
"Ha!" Dean said triumphantly. "So you admit it, it is romantic, then."
Sam hung his head, chuckling. "It's a little romantic." He examined his glass. "The monkeys are a nice touch."
"That's the language of love right there," Dean agreed with a smirk. "Plus, the bananas are clearly a metaphor." He waggled his eyebrows.
"A monkey metaphorically telling me it wants to deep-dick me isn't exactly romantic either, Dean."
"So c'mon then, what do you have to lose? Tell ya what, if I'm wrong, I'll go to one of those foreign films you always want me to go to, subtitles and everything, and I won't even fall asleep during it."
Sam rolled his eyes.
"And if I'm right…" Dean continued.
Sam gave in, finishing the sentence. "Fine, if you're right, then… I'll try having sex in the Impala again, despite the fact that you accidentally slammed my head into the roof last time we tried."
"Sold!" Dean crowed enthusiastically. "And for the record, we can totally have sex in the Impala, I figured it all out, it's just a matter of geometry-"
Sam held up a hand. "Proof of romance first, then you can argue angles with me."
Dean had this. He grabbed Sam's hand and pulled him away from the tables, over to the monument. "You know why I brought you here tonight, Sammy?"
Sam rolled his eyes. "Because I'm the center of your world?"
Dean laughed. "Well, yeah, that's true, but it's not the reason." He laced the fingers on his left hand through Sam's right, pulling him in close. "I brought you here tonight because dad told me that he took mom here once on a Valentine's Day, just like this."
Sam's fingers tightened around Dean's.
Dean lifted his right hand and caressed Sam's face, pulling him in for a kiss. Then he turned and pointed at the monument. "Right here? This is where dad told mom that she was the center of his world, and that he wanted to spend the rest of their lives proving it to her. And I couldn't think of any place I'd want to be with you more than right here, right now." He looked up, willing himself to show all the love he kept locked down behind his smartass comments and very consciously cultivated attitude.
"And yeah," he said, looking away, "you are the center of my world. Just in case you hadn't figured it out."
When he looked back, Sam's eyes were glistening. He leaned in and kissed Dean, melting into Dean's arms a little as they both lost themselves in the moment.
A few minutes later, Sam finally pulled away, his hair and shirt disheveled. "Okay, fine," he said with a mock-pout. "We can try fucking in the Impala again."
RE: Fill: Romantic as Fuck 4/4 (Pairing: Dean/Sam)casey679February 10 2020, 19:22:57 UTC
Dean threw his arms up in the victory pose. "Yes!" He pumped his hips twice, fully aware of how ridiculous he looked.
Sam leaned back in and kissed him on the nose. "I'm still not blowing you in the chapel, though."
Dean lifted an eyebrow. "Yeah, yeah, you say that now…"
Sam grabbed Dean's hand. "And I'll still be saying it ten minutes from now. C'mon, let's go put out the candles before something catches on fire."
Dean chuckled. "Fine, it's getting cold, anyway."
The garbage, monkeys included, went into the trash bin. They made out for a minute while the candles' wax cooled down, then found a place to stash them in the trunk; you never knew when you'd need one.
Sam kept the rose. He held it to his nose as they walked to the car, smiling at its aroma, then rested it on Baby's dashboard.
Then he looked over at Dean fondly and reached into his jacket to pull out a - now slightly smushed - chocolate rose and a card, which he presented to Dean solemnly.
"You sly devil," Dean said, unwrapping the rose and taking a bite out of it. "I knew you didn't really need to stop at CVS like you said you did." He held the rose up for Sam to nibble at.
"Yeah, well, I couldn't let you make all the stupid romantic gestures, right?" Sam asked, a little embarrassed.
The card had a Ford Mustang on the front tearing up a freeway at night with hearts in place of headlights, and when he opened it up, a tinny recording wailed the opening verse to "Born to be Wild".
Dean leered at Sam. "I'll take your world in a love embrace."
Sam blushed red. "You already do."
Dean tossed the card over his shoulder into the backseat and grabbed Sam by the collar, yanking him forward for a passionate kiss.
RE: Fill: Romantic as Fuck 4/4 (Pairing: Dean/Sam)phoenix1966February 10 2020, 23:51:58 UTC
What a sweet moment between them and bonus points for making this spot something memorable to their family. Their voices rang true despite wincest not being canon. Thanks for sharing this!
RE: Fill: Romantic as Fuck 4/4 (Pairing: Dean/Sam)kelleighFebruary 10 2020, 23:56:49 UTC
OP here, and I LOVED this!
"You're the nerdiest thing I've ever done," Dean mock-grumbled. "Now sit down and eat the romantic dinner that I slaved over." I could hear this so perfectly in Dean's voice. This is exactly how I could picture a scene like this happening, so very in character for both of them. Awesome job!
"It's Valentine's Day, and you took me to…" he walked closer to the sign. "…the Geographical Center of the 48 States." He tossed a grin over his shoulder. "This has got to be the nerdiest thing you've ever done."
"You're the nerdiest thing I've ever done," Dean mock-grumbled. "Now sit down and eat the romantic dinner that I slaved over."
Sam held up a hand. "No, wait, there's a plaque here, it might be important." He walked over to the little stone monument and made a big show of bending down to read the sign.
Dean was pretty sure the real show was Sammy finding an excuse to show off his ass.
Dean rolled his eyes and huffed, pretending to be annoyed, but right as Sam was standing up to turn around, he noticed a price sticker clinging to the plastic around the rose and scrambled to scrape it off.
He was still flicking the gummy paper off his fingers surreptitiously when Sam walked over and threw an arm around him, bumping their foreheads together. "Seriously, though, this is amazing." He pecked him on the lips, then turned to the table to inspect it.
"A feast for kings!"
Dean ducked his head. "Kings of the road, you mean."
"Well, we'll dine like cheap royalty, then," Sam said, still grinning. He picked up the bottle of wine and grimaced. "I can't believe you remembered this."
"First wine we ever shared, Sammy, how could I forget?"
Sam screwed the top of the wine and pretended to sniff it. "Ah yes, 2020 was a very good year for wine." He poured it into the waiting glasses. "I can't believe we drank two bottles of this. God, I was so sick the next day."
Dean smiled and sat down. "Yeah, but it was worth it."
Sam slid into the bench opposite Dean. "You sure about that? My head hurt so bad I couldn't peel myself off the bathroom floor for hours the next day."
"Me neither," Dean said, raising his glass. "But, y'know, it was the night of our first kiss, too, so it was worth it."
Sam tapped his glass against Dean's. "Well, when you put it that way…" He slammed the wine back, coughing a little and wrinkling his nose. "God, it still tastes like Kool-Aid."
Dean drained his glass. "Kool-Aid with a kick! But you hated any kinda sour booze back then, so what was I gonna do? Hell, you wouldn't even drink beer. Besides, it was cheap."
"You mean easy to swipe," Sam said affably.
"Yeah, I do," Dean agreed. "I had better things to do with my cash, like taking us to the movies."
Sam unwrapped his sub, smiling when he saw the vegetables. "Night Flier, right Dean? You didn't buy the tickets - we snuck in because I was underage."
"Bitch, bitch, bitch. I bought you popcorn, didn't I?"
Sam rolled his eyes. "My hero."
"Damn straight," Dean snorted. "God, that movie was terrible."
Sam chuckled. "It really was."
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Finally, when the pie was gone, Dean leaned over and kissed away the extra bit of cherry filling smeared across Sam's lips, then swiveled his legs around so he was sitting with his back to the table and burped. "See? Romantic as fuck."
Sam shook his head. "Sure, let's, uh… let's go with that."
"You don't believe me? I'm wounded," Dean said. "I bet that I can make this the most romantic night you've ever had in in two sentences."
Sam looked at him. "I'm not letting you blow me in the visitor's chapel here."
"That's a great idea, Sammy, but that's not what I'm talking about." Dean batted his eyes. "C'mon, what'll you bet?"
Sam looked at the tablecloth full of love-besotted monkeys and poured himself another glass of Boone's. "Dad taught us never to make sucker bets."
"Ha!" Dean said triumphantly. "So you admit it, it is romantic, then."
Sam hung his head, chuckling. "It's a little romantic." He examined his glass. "The monkeys are a nice touch."
"That's the language of love right there," Dean agreed with a smirk. "Plus, the bananas are clearly a metaphor." He waggled his eyebrows.
"A monkey metaphorically telling me it wants to deep-dick me isn't exactly romantic either, Dean."
"So c'mon then, what do you have to lose? Tell ya what, if I'm wrong, I'll go to one of those foreign films you always want me to go to, subtitles and everything, and I won't even fall asleep during it."
Sam rolled his eyes.
"And if I'm right…" Dean continued.
Sam gave in, finishing the sentence. "Fine, if you're right, then… I'll try having sex in the Impala again, despite the fact that you accidentally slammed my head into the roof last time we tried."
"Sold!" Dean crowed enthusiastically. "And for the record, we can totally have sex in the Impala, I figured it all out, it's just a matter of geometry-"
Sam held up a hand. "Proof of romance first, then you can argue angles with me."
Dean had this. He grabbed Sam's hand and pulled him away from the tables, over to the monument. "You know why I brought you here tonight, Sammy?"
Sam rolled his eyes. "Because I'm the center of your world?"
Dean laughed. "Well, yeah, that's true, but it's not the reason." He laced the fingers on his left hand through Sam's right, pulling him in close. "I brought you here tonight because dad told me that he took mom here once on a Valentine's Day, just like this."
Sam's fingers tightened around Dean's.
Dean lifted his right hand and caressed Sam's face, pulling him in for a kiss. Then he turned and pointed at the monument. "Right here? This is where dad told mom that she was the center of his world, and that he wanted to spend the rest of their lives proving it to her. And I couldn't think of any place I'd want to be with you more than right here, right now." He looked up, willing himself to show all the love he kept locked down behind his smartass comments and very consciously cultivated attitude.
"And yeah," he said, looking away, "you are the center of my world. Just in case you hadn't figured it out."
When he looked back, Sam's eyes were glistening. He leaned in and kissed Dean, melting into Dean's arms a little as they both lost themselves in the moment.
A few minutes later, Sam finally pulled away, his hair and shirt disheveled. "Okay, fine," he said with a mock-pout. "We can try fucking in the Impala again."
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Sam leaned back in and kissed him on the nose. "I'm still not blowing you in the chapel, though."
Dean lifted an eyebrow. "Yeah, yeah, you say that now…"
Sam grabbed Dean's hand. "And I'll still be saying it ten minutes from now. C'mon, let's go put out the candles before something catches on fire."
Dean chuckled. "Fine, it's getting cold, anyway."
The garbage, monkeys included, went into the trash bin. They made out for a minute while the candles' wax cooled down, then found a place to stash them in the trunk; you never knew when you'd need one.
Sam kept the rose. He held it to his nose as they walked to the car, smiling at its aroma, then rested it on Baby's dashboard.
Then he looked over at Dean fondly and reached into his jacket to pull out a - now slightly smushed - chocolate rose and a card, which he presented to Dean solemnly.
"You sly devil," Dean said, unwrapping the rose and taking a bite out of it. "I knew you didn't really need to stop at CVS like you said you did." He held the rose up for Sam to nibble at.
"Yeah, well, I couldn't let you make all the stupid romantic gestures, right?" Sam asked, a little embarrassed.
The card had a Ford Mustang on the front tearing up a freeway at night with hearts in place of headlights, and when he opened it up, a tinny recording wailed the opening verse to "Born to be Wild".
Dean leered at Sam. "I'll take your world in a love embrace."
Sam blushed red. "You already do."
Dean tossed the card over his shoulder into the backseat and grabbed Sam by the collar, yanking him forward for a passionate kiss.
"Damn straight."
~The End~
For the curious, this is totally a real place right outside Lebanon, Kansas!
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"You're the nerdiest thing I've ever done," Dean mock-grumbled. "Now sit down and eat the romantic dinner that I slaved over." I could hear this so perfectly in Dean's voice. This is exactly how I could picture a scene like this happening, so very in character for both of them. Awesome job!
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THIS IS ADORABLY WONDERFUL.
(also, I really want to visit this place when I go to Lawrence in May, but it's sadly still so far away??? I'm sad about that.)
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