Summer has no eyes | wincest
Summary:
He still can’t find the courage to move—to slide into his side of the bed and act like a normal person, because he isn’t. He hasn’t been since Dad dumped them on the lakeshore and drove off with a promise to be back soon. Probably not even before that—probably never. It was just easier to lie to himself back then, before summer betrayed him with its blistering heat and Sam’s skin scattered all over the place. Before Sam’s eyes burned holes in his skull and his new, terrible voice started calling his name. Dean, Dean, Dean—pounding in his head like the owlsong in the trees around the lake.
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Summer is the cruelest season of all, especially when you’re stuck spending it with nothing but your brother’s bones.
Tags: Weecest, Anal Sex, Cabin on a Lake, Summer, Dean Winchester is obsessed with Sam Winchester, Sam is 16, Body Worship, Unreliable Narrator
Words: 10,978
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