They never quite knew when to quit. Dean could be at Stanford for an hour or a week visiting Sam, they could spend the entire time wrapped around each other and yet, leaving was still the same every time. Drawn out, and damn near cheesy.
Sam would walk Dean out into the dorm lobby, both of them kissing sweetly, not wanting to let go or stop. They justified it by the fact they never knew when Dean would be up next, even though he’d managed to stop by every month since Sam got here. Some of it was fear, Sam knew first had how dangerous hunting could be, and he never wanted this to be the last time he seen Dean, no matter how likely it could be.
“Seriously, baby… we’ve been out here for like twenty minutes” Dean chuckled pulling back, “We’d have been better staying in bed"
Hands tightening on Dean’s hips, not letting him go to far he gave Dean his favorite smile, “I think that’s a great idea”
"C’mon, don’t do this to me now. I’ll be back as soon as I’m done – looks like a salt and burn” Dean promised but Sam only pouted. Laughing Dean swept in to give Sam a final peck before pulling back.
“Be safe?” Sam sighed, knowing the game was up. He leaned in to steal another kiss.
“I have to be, can’t let the last time I see your face for you to be giving me those big sad eyes” Dean smiled brightly at him and it warmed Sam’s heart.
“Better not be” Another kiss. “I love you”
“Love you, too Sammy… I’ll call you tonight?” Another kiss.
“Yeah” Another kiss, “Bye Dean”
“Later Sammy” Another sweet seemingly never ending kiss.
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