More heaven than a heart could hold

[sandra_lanimil]

The heading is a homage to the song I'm hearing on repeat these days; Beautiful Disaster. I keeps making me wish I could sing. You don't get any points whatsoever for guessing the association.

Haven't been around much, because I've been doing a group project from HELL. Very educational experience, and thank god there's a year till next time. << A

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[misread_]

I thought this was pretty. And. Hm. Yes.

Pre-series. Sam isn't hunting with them yet.

Afterwards, Dean reaches over and snags his towel from the floor, cleaning them both briskly, roughly. Sam's eyes feel so heavy; his whole body feels like it's been sunk in concrete but he still sees the way Dean's eyes avoid looking at him. Sam fights against drowsiness, reaching for Dean's wrist.

Dean stiffens. "Go to sleep, Sam."

"Stay," Sam rasps, the only word he can summon.

Dean is still a really long time. Long enough that Sam starts drifting, his fingers still clasped around his brother's arm. Then Dean sighs and slides down next to him. "Move over, Squirt."

Sam turns on his side and scoots closer to the wall. Dean curls in behind him, arm sliding warm over Sam's waist, his breath ghosting warm across the cooling skin of Sam's nape.

"Don't die," Sam whispers, folding his arm over Dean's and pulling it tight into his body.

Dean shivers, so gently that Sam wouldn't have been able to feel it if they weren't tangled up so close. "Don't leave," Dean answers, even more quietly and hides his face in Sam's skin.

[sandra_lanimil]

Oh, oooh that's lovely. An reminds me of someone we know, but what the hell. Everything does.

I feel... rested. How novel.

Still thinking about wth to do about that love declaration. and the assasin who is ot called DeVries. <<

[misread_]

Reminds you of someone, really. Hence the "And. Hm. Yes." mumbling.

I'm glad to hear it. ♥ You ought to be more often. Stupid world.

Theo feels strangely lost after that, sitting outside on the patio and just sort of... staring into the night. I'm sorry, it can't ever be daylight for my characters, it's too hopeful. XD

I have to go find a Sevvie PB, ohgod, where the hell.

[sandra_lanimil]

mmmmhm <<

I ought to go to bed earlier, is what I ought. kicks self.

yeah NO WONDER. Lost is a good word for how Blaise feels, too.

Piter. He's called Piter. And loooool sev pb XD happy hunting.