"You know, the whole silence thing? I get it. I'm not gonna argue with you about why you don't wanna talk. But if we're gonna do this thing--"
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"I need to know what I'm supposed to do."
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"Like, besides drive."
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"Or maybe, you know, where we are going, and then you can just, I don't know, sleep this off? You don't look like you've slept in-- yeah. Never mind."
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"Can I get something besides the smoke signals, here?"
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"Look, Sam, I'm here. I'm still here. You're here. We're both here. And if I have to take you somewhere to prove it to you, then tell me where we're going. It's just miles of black unless you tell me. Sam."
*shifts his jacket sleeves and tilts his chin forward as another signal for turning right*
"Dammit, Sam, come on!"
"It's Sammy..." Sam finally turns and looks at him, but the eyes, they aren't Sam's. "Isn't it? Dean. Wake up."
Dean gasps and lurches into a pair of warm, ready arms.
That prompt could go so many ways... so I wanted to write you a story that could be interpreted in just as many ways. :) I'm glad that you are liking it so much.
Anytime the boys get a hug, it makes me feel just a little bit better -- not only about them, but about life in general, like I AM getting a hug, too. Seriously, HOW DO THEY DO THAT?
You're so welcome! I see you've left more prompts now! YAY!
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"You know, the whole silence thing? I get it. I'm not gonna argue with you about why you don't wanna talk. But if we're gonna do this thing--"
...
"I need to know what I'm supposed to do."
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"Like, besides drive."
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"Or maybe, you know, where we are going, and then you can just, I don't know, sleep this off? You don't look like you've slept in-- yeah. Never mind."
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"Can I get something besides the smoke signals, here?"
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"Look, Sam, I'm here. I'm still here. You're here. We're both here. And if I have to take you somewhere to prove it to you, then tell me where we're going. It's just miles of black unless you tell me. Sam."
*shifts his jacket sleeves and tilts his chin forward as another signal for turning right*
"Dammit, Sam, come on!"
"It's Sammy..." Sam finally turns and looks at him, but the eyes, they aren't Sam's. "Isn't it? Dean. Wake up."
Dean gasps and lurches into a pair of warm, ready arms.
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*scrambles for Sam*
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Second: *hugs* Winchester hugs ftw... *basks* I enjoy it more each time I read it. ; )
Thank you friend!
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Anytime the boys get a hug, it makes me feel just a little bit better -- not only about them, but about life in general, like I AM getting a hug, too. Seriously, HOW DO THEY DO THAT?
You're so welcome! I see you've left more prompts now! YAY!
(I can't see my screen... LOL @ edits x3)
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I don't like how you managed that with... What? Less than 200 words? And only one of them really speaking?
*shifty eyes*
*tries to figure out how to steal your majick powers*
Okay, I got nothin' right now, but one of these days...
*glomples you and runs off into the night warm and fuzzy from Boy!Hugs*
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