Dean's Inability to Multi-Task
Title: Dean's Inability to Multi-Task
Author: my_sam_dean
Characters: Sam, Dean, OFCs
Rating: R
Prompt: Seven Deadly Sins
Disclaimer: I own nothing Supernatural
Summary: Sam's trying to get Dean to concentrate on a case. Dean's mind keeps wandering.
“Dean! Are you even listening?” Sam was getting disgusted, having to repeat everything he said because Dean couldn’t concentrate.
“Yeah, I’m listening. I just happen to be multi-tasking at the moment. See that brunette over there? The one with the oh-so-short skirt? I wonder how far those legs go. Is she hot or what? Take a look, Sam.”
“I’m not going to check out whoever you’re ogling right now. I need you to concentrate on this case.”
“Okay.” Dean slowly tore his eyes away from the woman he was drooling over. “I’m all yours. What were you saying?”
Sam had his attention until the exact moment a nice rack in a low-cut shirt walked by.
“We’ve done enough work for tonight, Sammy. Why don’t we just pick this up again tomorrow?”
Sam just sighed. He’d torn Dean away from a woman once that evening, there was no way he was going to be lucky enough to do that twice. Before he had a chance to reply, Dean had already stepped away from their table, already on the prowl.
Sam just shook his head and went back to his laptop. There was no changing Dean. It was way too late for that. It was just ingrained in his DNA.
It wasn’t love, that would have been ruled by his heart and required romance. It was lust, driven by sex and required very little outside of the bedroom or backseat. It was just for a night or a matter or hours. A little break from their daily lives.
Author: my_sam_dean
Characters: Sam, Dean, OFCs
Rating: R
Prompt: Seven Deadly Sins
Disclaimer: I own nothing Supernatural
Summary: Sam's trying to get Dean to concentrate on a case. Dean's mind keeps wandering.
“Dean! Are you even listening?” Sam was getting disgusted, having to repeat everything he said because Dean couldn’t concentrate.
“Yeah, I’m listening. I just happen to be multi-tasking at the moment. See that brunette over there? The one with the oh-so-short skirt? I wonder how far those legs go. Is she hot or what? Take a look, Sam.”
“I’m not going to check out whoever you’re ogling right now. I need you to concentrate on this case.”
“Okay.” Dean slowly tore his eyes away from the woman he was drooling over. “I’m all yours. What were you saying?”
Sam had his attention until the exact moment a nice rack in a low-cut shirt walked by.
“We’ve done enough work for tonight, Sammy. Why don’t we just pick this up again tomorrow?”
Sam just sighed. He’d torn Dean away from a woman once that evening, there was no way he was going to be lucky enough to do that twice. Before he had a chance to reply, Dean had already stepped away from their table, already on the prowl.
Sam just shook his head and went back to his laptop. There was no changing Dean. It was way too late for that. It was just ingrained in his DNA.
It wasn’t love, that would have been ruled by his heart and required romance. It was lust, driven by sex and required very little outside of the bedroom or backseat. It was just for a night or a matter or hours. A little break from their daily lives.