written in like, twenty minutes. I'm sorry for any mistakes =(
Sam's really fucking sick of Dean flirting with girls. It only takes a glance at him, leaning over the counter and talking to the barmaid in that low, sexy tone, to get Sam's blood boiling. Logically, he knows Dean isn't going home with anyone but him. But the very idea of Dean flirting with someone else makes Sam want to grab him and brand "Property of Samuel Winchester" all over his skin
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Sam's really fucking sick of Dean flirting with girls. It only takes a glance at him, leaning over the counter and talking to the barmaid in that low, sexy tone, to get Sam's blood boiling. Logically, he knows Dean isn't going home with anyone but him. But the very idea of Dean flirting with someone else makes Sam want to grab him and brand "Property of Samuel Winchester" all over his skin ( ... )
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