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[psychicsam]

Who: Sam & Dean Winchester
What: Dean comes home to find a very drunken Sam
When: The night after this thread.
Where: Sam & Dean's hotel room.
Rating: PG-13 for now. Subject to change.
Status: Complete, Private
Warning: There be Wincest here.

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[ichasedemons]

Dean was startled at first by Sam's voice. He was always startled by anything right after the nightmare woke him.

He removed his shirt and used it to wipe his face and the sweat from his chest.

"I'm okay Sammy" he said lowly.

"I didn't mean to wake you up."
He knew that Sam was bound to have a headache as it doesn't take long to go into hangover mode.

[ichasedemons]

"Don't say anything" Dean said opening his eyes a bit and looking at Sam.

"We need to get some sleep Sammy."

With that Dean pressed his lips to Sam's and kissed him softly before laying his head on the pillow relaxing in Sam's arms.

[psychicsam]

Sam's eyes were bugging as Dean whispered for him to say nothing. And the other man leaning in seemed to occur in slow-motion. As his brother kissed him, Sam just lay there, his headache suddenly killing him. With a whimper, he nodded, holding onto Dean and wondering what on Earth this could mean.

He stayed silent at Dean's request, just holding him there and listening to him breathe and listening to his heart beat. It was... perfect. Or as close to perfection as Sam had ever known in his life.

[ichasedemons]

Dean could hear Sam's heartbeat once again and it was slowly causing him to drift off to sleep. He knew it wouldn't be long and he was fighting himself but he blurted it out anyway.

He blurted out something that Sam doesn't get to hear that often.

"I love you Sammy."

[psychicsam]

"...I love you too, Dean," Sam whispered back. It was true, Sam didn't get to hear it that often. And hell, Dean wasn't even drunk. But then again, when had Dean ever heard of it?

The most their dad had usually told them was that he was proud of them. And even that was rare. At least Sam had had a life outside of Dad. For Dean, the only person who really said that was Sam. And though Sam wasn't loose with the words, he wanted to make sure Dean knew it was true. He wanted to thank Dean, to say something more. But this, he knew, was good for now. It was right.

[ichasedemons]

That was all Dean needed to hear before he relaxed completely and fell asleep the sound of Sam's breathing soothing him.

His grip of Sam didn't relax any at all until he was asleep but he kept right near him.