"My girlfriends said they saw before, Him looking at the boys looking at the boys."
Alec woke up with a horrified whimper. Usually when he dreamed it wasn’t really dreaming at all. Just memories rehashed during sleep. That was one of the prices he paid for his perfect memory. Sometimes his mind would rearrange things in a new and interesting configuration, but for the most part it was just memory.
But every now and then he dreamed.
New and clean.
And terrifying.
His mind gibbered and spun itself into circles. Kinda like SamSam did after her own tail when they really got her wound up in her own puppy way.
He tumbled off the bed in an entirely uncoordinated manner an wobbled off to find Dean, still a little bit asleep. No matter how ridiculous the concept was he needed to hear it from Dean’s own lips that his big brother and Ames White weren’t having some sort of torrid affair.
But every now and then he dreamed.
New and clean.
And terrifying.
His mind gibbered and spun itself into circles. Kinda like SamSam did after her own tail when they really got her wound up in her own puppy way.
He tumbled off the bed in an entirely uncoordinated manner an wobbled off to find Dean, still a little bit asleep. No matter how ridiculous the concept was he needed to hear it from Dean’s own lips that his big brother and Ames White weren’t having some sort of torrid affair.