Awkward
Awkward
“You just…”
“Yeah…”
“But…”
“You were crying.”
“That’s not my fault Sam! It’s the hormones. I can’t freaking stop it!”
“I know alright! It’s just your this totally hot chick right now and you have those eyes and that mouth and you were crying and I couldn’t help myself!”
Dean looked at him for a moment, staring up from under long dirty blond hair with his arms crossed under perky breasts and Sam felt himself blush because what we wanted to do was push Dean back against the wall, hold him up against it and fuck him senseless.
“Sam?” Dean said, his eyes a little wider than before. “My eyes are the same and so are my lips.”
“Oh hell.” Sam sat on the bed and tried not to look at his brother-turned hot chick, because it was true and Sam didn’t need to be told that but he didn’t realize his brother would catch onto that.
“Huh.” Dean said softly. “Awkward.”
He didn’t look up when Dean approached but then Dean was standing between his knees and when Sam looked up Dean was suddenly straddling his hips, arms coming up around Sam’s neck. “I thought I was the only one.”
“Dean?”
“I know you’re going to figure a way out of this Sam, but until then, what do you say we make use of all my girly parts?”
Sam laughed into Dean’s mouth and all that awkwardness they’d been feeling? Suddenly not so awkward anymore.