Really, he didn’t have to ask because he knew why Sam would think that. He hadn’t really done anything but point out Sam’s mistakes lately.
“I see the fear when you look at me, Dean.”
Sam was struggling to keep his eyes open and Dean knew whatever he was going to say, needed to be said right then and there.
He gently sat down beside Sam, his hand brushing the bangs out of his brother’s eyes. When Sam finally blinked up at him, Dean smiled, hoping Sam was awake enough to understand what he said next.
“When I look at you, Sammy, I see my little brother.”
Sam tried to shake his head but Dean effectively stopped the moment, cupping Sam’s face in his hands.
“I’ve never seen anything else, but you’re right, I am afraid sometimes.” He lowered his head. “But certainly not of you, for you, but never of you. I’m constantly afraid that something will happen to you, that our mistakes, both mine and yours, are going to come back to haunt us.”
The faint smile on Sam’s lips was all the encouragement Dean needed to continue.
“The fact that you even doubt that I love you tells me that I haven’t been doing my job.” His thumbs gently rubbed at Sam’s cheeks, his brother trying to stay awake but failing. “You’ll always be my pain in the ass brother and I will always love you, bitch. Understand?”
Sam nodded in response and Dean shook his head with a laugh as Sam’s smile quickly turned into a grimace. He grabbed the trash can from the floor and carefully helped Sam sit up enough to lean over the bed.
His brother retched painfully into the can as Dean rubbed calming circles over Sam’s back, waiting for the fit to pass.
When Sam’s weight finally sagged back against Dean, he placed the trash can back to the ground and wrapped his arms tightly around Sam’s shoulders. Sam returned the hug as best he could but ended up sagging completely into Dean’s chest, and Dean definitely didn’t mind.
“I love you too, jerk.” Sam whispered with a grin.
Dean shook his head put tightened his hold, “Way to turn it into a hallmark moment.”
He looked down when Sam’s breathing fell into an even rhythm, smile still curling at his brother’s lips and Dean only wished Sam would remember their little conversation in the morning.
Re: Part 3/3wave_obscuraAugust 31 2009, 06:21:53 UTC
“I just wish we could go back.” Sam shook his head as well and Dean knew the motion had to hurt but Sam didn’t even wince. “I wish you could love me again.”
*WAILS*
*KILLS SELF*
Oh. GOD. This is the conversation that I have been waiting for on the show (and probably the conversation I will continue to wait for and wait for and wait for until Supernatural goes off the air).
Re: Part 3/3dontknowmynameSeptember 1 2009, 01:04:06 UTC
Thank you so much!!
I had to write this prompt because I've been waiting for them to do it on the show, but they haven't. I haven't read any spoilers for season 5 but I so nervous cause I just want Dean to realize that Sam's still Sam he was just played and it turned out badly.
Sorry for rambling haha. I'm keeping my fingers crossed and thank you so much for the lovely comment. I'm really glad you liked it!
“I see the fear when you look at me, Dean.”
Sam was struggling to keep his eyes open and Dean knew whatever he was going to say, needed to be said right then and there.
He gently sat down beside Sam, his hand brushing the bangs out of his brother’s eyes. When Sam finally blinked up at him, Dean smiled, hoping Sam was awake enough to understand what he said next.
“When I look at you, Sammy, I see my little brother.”
Sam tried to shake his head but Dean effectively stopped the moment, cupping Sam’s face in his hands.
“I’ve never seen anything else, but you’re right, I am afraid sometimes.” He lowered his head. “But certainly not of you, for you, but never of you. I’m constantly afraid that something will happen to you, that our mistakes, both mine and yours, are going to come back to haunt us.”
The faint smile on Sam’s lips was all the encouragement Dean needed to continue.
“The fact that you even doubt that I love you tells me that I haven’t been doing my job.” His thumbs gently rubbed at Sam’s cheeks, his brother trying to stay awake but failing. “You’ll always be my pain in the ass brother and I will always love you, bitch. Understand?”
Sam nodded in response and Dean shook his head with a laugh as Sam’s smile quickly turned into a grimace. He grabbed the trash can from the floor and carefully helped Sam sit up enough to lean over the bed.
His brother retched painfully into the can as Dean rubbed calming circles over Sam’s back, waiting for the fit to pass.
When Sam’s weight finally sagged back against Dean, he placed the trash can back to the ground and wrapped his arms tightly around Sam’s shoulders. Sam returned the hug as best he could but ended up sagging completely into Dean’s chest, and Dean definitely didn’t mind.
“I love you too, jerk.” Sam whispered with a grin.
Dean shook his head put tightened his hold, “Way to turn it into a hallmark moment.”
He looked down when Sam’s breathing fell into an even rhythm, smile still curling at his brother’s lips and Dean only wished Sam would remember their little conversation in the morning.
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*WAILS*
*KILLS SELF*
Oh. GOD. This is the conversation that I have been waiting for on the show (and probably the conversation I will continue to wait for and wait for and wait for until Supernatural goes off the air).
Thank you. Well done :D
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I had to write this prompt because I've been waiting for them to do it on the show, but they haven't. I haven't read any spoilers for season 5 but I so nervous cause I just want Dean to realize that Sam's still Sam he was just played and it turned out badly.
Sorry for rambling haha. I'm keeping my fingers crossed and thank you so much for the lovely comment. I'm really glad you liked it!
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Dean only wished Sam would remember their little conversation in the morning.
*sighs* Thank you so much for sharing this.
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I'm really glad you liked it =)
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