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Dec. 7th, 2009
Alright, Sammy, we need to talk.
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bloodinmyear and used with permission from her mun who made a request for Dean/Ruby future fic with the prompt “underneath.” Sam is likely_evil and also used with permission and love even if his brother doesn’t treat him as such.]
“So I’m not gonna make it back.”
There was a beat of silence on the other end of the phone. Dean could hear his brother taking a slow breath on the other end of the line, almost as though Sam was trying not to get pissed off. “Dude. Where could you possibly be right now?”
“Out, Sam,” he sighed, looking out the window. “I’m out. And if you’re looking at what I’m looking at right now, you know there’s no point in me heading out into the snow to head home. I’m so not risking my car on the roads.”
“What about Lana, Dean? What about—?”
“Lana would rather have you paying attention to her than me and you know it.”
Another pause. “Dean—”
“Sammy, you know as well as I do that you would rather be taking care of her anyway. It’s pretty damn obvious that you’re warm for her form.”
“Shut up.” Sam let out a slow sigh. “Just make sure you get back here in the morning.”
“I will,” Dean nodded. “Call me if there’s some kind of emergency.”
( *** )
590 words
bloodinmyear and used with permission from her mun who made a request for Dean/Ruby future fic with the prompt “underneath.” Sam is likely_evil and also used with permission and love even if his brother doesn’t treat him as such.]“So I’m not gonna make it back.”
There was a beat of silence on the other end of the phone. Dean could hear his brother taking a slow breath on the other end of the line, almost as though Sam was trying not to get pissed off. “Dude. Where could you possibly be right now?”
“Out, Sam,” he sighed, looking out the window. “I’m out. And if you’re looking at what I’m looking at right now, you know there’s no point in me heading out into the snow to head home. I’m so not risking my car on the roads.”
“What about Lana, Dean? What about—?”
“Lana would rather have you paying attention to her than me and you know it.”
Another pause. “Dean—”
“Sammy, you know as well as I do that you would rather be taking care of her anyway. It’s pretty damn obvious that you’re warm for her form.”
“Shut up.” Sam let out a slow sigh. “Just make sure you get back here in the morning.”
“I will,” Dean nodded. “Call me if there’s some kind of emergency.”
( *** )
590 words
