Sam Dreams of Childhood
Title: Sam Dreams of Childhood
Author: my_sam_dean
'Verse: None
Claim/Characters/Pairing: Dean winchester
Rating R
Warnings Slash, incest
Disclaimer I own nothing Supernatural.
Summary: Sam dreams about his childhood and how it could have been worse.
Table/Prompt; Cliche/#4 - wounded
Sam's dreams sent him back in time. He dreamed of his childhood, and Dean. More specifically, Dean's hands.
He recalled how soft Dean's touch was. He'd never known it to be any different. Dean's hands got calloused but he was still gentle. Even now, Dean’s hand under his t-shirt as they slept was warm and comforting.
"I hate you!" Sam had screamed at him one day. He didn't understand why he couldn't go play with the other kids in the park. He was angry that Dad was gone and Dean followed his instructions to keep them in the tiny house except for school. It had been one of the first times they were left alone for more than just two days. It had been a lie, of course. He'd never hated Dean.
Dean had sat in the kitchen for some time after that. Sam had slammed the bedroom door upon declaring his hatred. His words had hurt Dean so much that he just sat down at the kitchen table with his head in his hands.
That's where Sam found him when he came out of their room. He had been surprised not to find the television or radio on. There was just silence.
Dean raised his head, “Hey, Sammy.“
He'd seen the sadness in Dean's eyes and knew he was the cause of it. He swore to himself that he'd never cause Dean pain again.
Sam's mind drifted to what life would have been like if Dean had never been born. In his sleep, he shuddered at the thought.
Dean, sound asleep, pulled Sam close. His sleepy mind had registered the shiver ad decided that Sam was cold or scared. His body responded the only way he knew how.
Feeling Dean's body against his, Sam settled back into better dreams.