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[callshimsammy]

The Intimacy Meme
Intimacy is the glue of any relationship, albeit romantic or friendship. It's getting to the root of humanity, and expanding upon ourselves and letting others in.

Rules:
1. Post with your character.
2. Go to rng and roll from 1-6.
3. Post to others.
4. Profit

Scenes:
1. First Kiss. Maybe you've been harboring feelings or maybe this is

Comments

Dean Winchester ~ SPN ~ Open

[given_enough]

9.

[helosthisshoe]

[Of all the times to be stuck with the only option of squatting in some worn down old house with no heat. At least there was a fireplace to use and plenty of blankets from the car, but Sam was still freezing his ass off. He huffed and huddled down into his own blanket, practically pouting as he watched the fire.]

Dude, this sucks.

what a coincidence! /wrote a wintry Wincest just recently :3

[given_enough]

[said fireplace was getting a good poke into the grate from an irritated Dean Winchester right now, though.. for all the good it was doing them. He barely touched ground with his ass, not wanting to sit down properly on the cold, hard floor.

At least Sammy had the damn blankets wrapped around him!]

-- Gotta stay put, Sammy... know we're headed out in the morning. Soon as the snow's down.

Haha, did you?

[helosthisshoe]

You mean if we don't freeze to death first?

[He hated the cold so much. Heat, he could stand, but the cold was terrible. His entire face felt cold and almost numb and he couldn't stop the shivers running along his body.]

Dean, come here, would you? It'll be warmer if we sit together and share body heat.

Dean was fretting over the Impala and Sam, all philosophical, post-TBAI 'look at the snow, dude!'

[given_enough]

[glancing over his shoulder, he let the poker go, puffing into both hands for a few, grumbling moments. Nothing. He was numb all over and it wasn't helping any...]

Yeah.. maybe you're right. [he shifts back onto his heels, tugging up the corner of Sam's blanket and nudging him.] Scoot over, Sasquatch - see if we can get your inner space heater goin'...

Aw, awesome! <3

[helosthisshoe]

[Well, Dean was totally getting said Sasquatch curled in around him... which might look a little comical with the way he was huddling down to try and make himself small enough to rest his head against Dean's shoulder, trying to get his arms around him.

He couldn't wait until the morning.

At least it was a little better with Dean and the blankets around the both of them.]

[given_enough]

Freakin' insane... [the damn weather needed shot. If it were possible, he'd do it. Dean's too cold even to complain about the weight of Sam, the rediculous ways he's trying to meld into his body. No, he's dragging him closer still - needing - fuck - something. If it got them warmer...]

-- Ngh. [he sniffs against his neck, pressing his nose there. His lips moving as he speaks.] Think the fire's just good for decoration and smoke... [it was doing a lot of that and not enough warming!]

[helosthisshoe]

[He sighed a little, letting Dean move him whatever way if it meant it got them a little bit closer, eyes drifting shut as Dean presses his face against his neck.

He nuzzled lazily, letting out a soft sigh.] Yeah...

[IT hadn't done a lot of warming yet.] At least we're not stuck outside, I guess...

[given_enough]

[bite your tongue, Sammy... Dean was just glad Baby was still in her tight storage and not braving it.] Yeah, well... [his eyes shut, starting a little at the nuzzle.] Mm.

[helosthisshoe]

[He squirmed in an attempt to get even closer, huffing out quietly.] Dean... [This wasn't warming him up fast enough and Sam let out another quiet huff.]

[given_enough]

I know... [he speaks through gritted teeth.] I know, Sammy.. jus' wait. [and let him think. God. This - yeah - sucked.

Dean drew his hands, inside the cuffs of his shirt and jacket, over Sam's shoulders a moment, pressing in for balance as his legs uncurled beside his.. so he wasn't crushing him.] Could.. ah, check the fire again.

[helosthisshoe]

Nuh-uh. [Sam tightened his hold on Dean and squirmed in closer.] Don't move, Dean...

[Moving away meant less heat and from what Sam could see, the fire was actually still going strong. He sighed, nuzzling into him more.]

[given_enough]

[quieter, but still frowning a little... Dean lifted his eyes to his, but couldn't quite see.. Sam's cheek pressed to his face. He pressed lips to it.] 'Kay...

[helosthisshoe]

[He turned a little bit to kiss at Dean's lips lightly.] Thanks, Dean.

[given_enough]

[his lips part, instinctively at the kiss. And when Sam moves back, his eyes shut halfway. He wants to move into him, maybe take.. just one more, but -] Sure.

[helosthisshoe]

[Sam gives out a pleased little hum and leaned back in for another slow kiss- looked like Dean wanted one after all.]