Wincest AU: What started as a conversation about commitment quickly became an accidental proposal. It’s a little crazy, but normal’s never been their style, and in the end they both say yes.
(( a present for needyteenagesam, have a Happy Birthday! ))
Tag: schmoop
AU Meme: J2 College AU
“God, you’re such a sap.”
What if, when Sam was just little, Dean came home from kindergarten on Sam’s birthday and gave Sam a little stuffed animal he had begged his teacher if he could have because it was his little brother’s birthday and he really wanted to give him something so his teacher let him keep it. It wasn’t very big; just a small, 4 inch tall teddy bear, but Sam loved it and slept with it always wrapped tightly in his fist, so Dean took up the tradition of getting a stuffed toy for Sam every year on his birthday. He knew dad would scold him if the toy was too big, so he made sure to get small ones that could fit in his pocket, if necessary. No matter what was going on between them, Dean always made sure to stop by a Walgreen’s or local thrift store to pick up an animal for Sammy. The year he thought Sam was dead (Dean didn’t like to think about it), he bought an armadillo one holding a little Arizona license plate that had Sam’s name on it and hung it on the mirror of the Impala. When Sam came back, he didn’t touch it, but when his soul was returned to his body, the animal was gone by the next day. The year Dean was in Purgatory, as soon as he put Benny’s soul back into his corpse, he went to the nearest gas station, bought a duck, and stuffed it into Sam’s pocket when they first met up again. And when Sam settled into his own room (finally) in the bunker, Dean snuck in there one night because he thought he’d heard a noise while Sam was in the library, and what he found almost made his bad knee give out. He saw all the stuffed animals, all of them, lined up in even rows along the bookshelf above Sam’s bed. They were organized by the year Dean got them, the now-ratty teddy bear on the top shelf all the way to the left, and the newest one, a fluffy buffalo on a key chain, on the bottom farthest right. Dean spun around to leave and ran into a wall of Sam. Sam steadied him, looked Dean in the eye, asking if he was okay, and then glanced up to see what had startled his big brother. He spotted the toys and blushed slightly, looking younger than he had in ages. Dean marveled at his brother’s face, unable to process.
“You kept them?” Dean whispered, not quite able to speak up.
“…Yeah. I did.” Sam answered uneasily, trying to gauge Dean’s mood.
Dean stared at the floor for a time, trying to put it all together.
“How?” he asked finally. Sam scratched the back of his head, looking anywhere but at Dean.
“I, uh, had ‘em all wrapped up in one of my old t-shirts at the bottom of my duffle.” Sam told him honestly, staring at the wall. Dean finally looked at Sam’s face.
“How’d they all fit?” He demanded, still trying to come to terms with it.
“Why do you think I had to do the laundry so often?” Sam asked depreciatingly, wanting, more than anything, for this conversation to end. Dean’s breath caught, and he stared at his brother’s chest. Sam watched him quietly, not wanting to interrupt Dean’s thinking. Finally, Dean stepped forward and pulled Sam into a tight, unexpected hug. Sam jerked, but brought his arms around Dean hesitantly.
“Thank you, Sam.” Dean whispered against Sam’s collarbone and squeezed tighter.
Random Toughts 