Supernatural Drabble: urn with dead flowers in a drained pool

[fated_addiction]

Title: urn with dead flowers in a drained pool
Fandom: Supernatural
Characters/Pairings: Sam, Sam/Dean
Word Count: 704
Rating: R
Spoilers: General S2. ♥
Summary: He looks for moments, quiet ones, to purge this I can’t anymore, we need to talk about this- the right way. Because with Dean, there has to be a right way. Sam. Kafka. And alcohol.

Comments

[depulvis]

The entire thing was just gorgeous, and I love the title.

[galadrielriver]

*groans* This was beautiful and all hurty.

Just like the boys

[michellica]

I'm in love with your Sam/Dean. So painful and haunting ... gah. Beautiful! Thank you for this.

"This is talking. With skin." *sigh* I love your words. I really do.

[miman]

He starts thinking about priorities. (Reassurances.) And Dean pulls at the strap of leather around his wrist.

Absently.

Absolutely gorgeous.

[climbatize]

This was beautiful. *___* I seriously adore your writing here, especially this part: Dean’s fingers are in his hair, stroking (he’s not sure), and he smells the smoke, the scotch- but mainly, it’s the smoke.

No one forgets the memory of fire.

This fic's definitely going into my memories. ♥