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spn_cinema
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...*STARES AT IT*
Okay no. I don't have time. I have other things I want to write. I have too much school. I have...nearly 10k of Charles/Erik and I would like to a) finish it, b) possibly rewrite a good chunk of it to make a bajillion percent sure it's not offensive and.
BUT GUYS. GUYS HOW FUCKING CUTE WOULD A JENNIFER'S BODY SPN FIC BE.
And I mean cute in all the best dirty wrong right highschool au ways, where Sam is geeky nerdy Needy and Dean is Jennifer and it wouldn't even actually be au, okay, like--
Like say John dumps the boys off to squat in a house for a month or so while he's on a hunt, and Sam and Dean go everywhere together because they always do, right, even though Dean is so much more popular and everyone wants to touch him, and Sam wants to touch him too but he's barely sixteen and Dean is twenty that's like a lifetime older, he almost doesn't have to use his fake ID to buy booze and Sam feels gangly and wrong and stupid all the time but Dean hangs out with him after school when he's not working at the gas station and Sam can pretend he's not a loser for a while
And then Dean drags him to a concert because a girl he likes is going, and he makes Sam go because he wants Sam to find a chick to dig too but Sam hates it, and the band sucks, and hooooly shit they've got legit demon sigils on their drumset Dean jesus christ, but Dean shrugs him off thinking Sam's just being whiny but Sam KNOWS okay, but before he can do anything the bar catches fire and Dean grabs Sam by the scruff of the neck and hauls fucking ass getting his brother to safety, and then because he's Dean he goes right back into the flames and Sam can't see him Sam can't see him--
And and and idk the satanist band doesn't sacrifice Dean because duh and also it's SPN demons don't need a dead body they just pop into whatever meatsuit you throw down and these guys grabbed Dean while he was disoriented from the smoke because reasons
POINT IS, Sam is scared off the scene by the cops, who might want to call his parents to let them know he's alright and OH HEY THAT'S NOT GOOD, so he hightails it back home even though it's killing him that he doesn't know where Dean is, fuck, he doesn't know where Dean is, and he's fretting and rocking and working himself into a panic clutching his cellphone in case Dean calls him back and should he call Dad, Dad's going to kill him, Dean is his favorite--
aaaaaaaand Dean walks in. Not covered in goo, not acting like anything's wrong or that the fire definitely killed people, not even worried about Sam, but Sam can't really care right now because Dean is BACK, whole and safe, and something breaks and he grabs hold of Dean and just hugs him really tight, even though Dean goes, "Woah, dude," and then in a completely different tone of voice, "Hell, that's interesting."
CUE DAYS AND DAYS OF DEAN PROWLING AROUND SAM, TOUCHING HIM EVEN MORE POSESSIVELY THAN BEFORE, AND SAM SHOULD LIKE THIS BECAUSE IT'S WHAT HE WANTED RIGHT? DEEP DEEP DEEEEP DOWN, AND LATE AT NIGHT WHEN IT DOESN'T COUNT WHEN YOU THINK ABOUT THINGS, SO IT SHOULDN'T BOTHER HIM. BUT HE CAN'T SHAKE THE FEELING THAT SOMETHING IS REALLY WRONG ABOUT DEAN, THE WAY HE WALKS LIKE PURE SEX, AND LOOKS AT SAM, AND SAYS THESE THINGS THAT MAKE SAM HURT WITH WANTING, IT'S NOT QUITE...RIGHT. BUT WHEN WAS ANY OF THIS GOING TO BE "RIGHT?"
and then ~stuff~ ~happenssss~
;_____; I really really really don't have TIME