The Impala and Pie

"Ngh….I…b-believe you.." he blushed

He bit down (somewhat gently, at least), fully intent on leaving his mark. “Y’better…”

"Y-yeah....a bit..." he murmured

The hunter sighed shakily before kissing Sam’s neck

Sam blushed heatedly, rubbing Dean’s back. “Don’t do that ever again, got it?”

"Got it…" he nodded and sighed

"Good…" He bent down, kissing down Dean’s jawline. "Love you…"

"Love you too…" he smiled weakly

The brunette smirked up at him, sucking at the base of his neck. “‘M bein’ serious, blondie…”

"Ngh....I...b-believe you.." he blushed

The hunter sighed shakily before kissing Sam’s neck

Sam blushed heatedly, rubbing Dean’s back. “Don’t do that ever again, got it?”

"Got it…" he nodded and sighed

"Good…" He bent down, kissing down Dean’s jawline. "Love you…"

"Love you too..." he smiled weakly

idk im kind of confused on taxes?? 

The hunter sighed shakily before kissing Sam’s neck

Sam blushed heatedly, rubbing Dean’s back. “Don’t do that ever again, got it?”

"Got it..." he nodded and sighed

Dean was on the couch, gun to his head, his hands shaking uncontrollably.

"…Charming." Sam sighed, walking over and yanking the gun out of his older brother’s hand. "Dean, what the hell were you thinking!? Oh, that’s right— you weren’t.”

Dean quivered and cried into his hands, “It’s all my fault!  If I wouldn’t have taken you to hunt with me and find dad Jessica would still be alive…the apocalypse wouldn’t have happened…everything in your life would’ve been normal…”

"First off. Jessica’s death was my fault, and so was Mom’s, and you know it." He glowered, folding his arms over his chest. "Second off. Life is never going to be normal, nor could it ever have been. Not for us, anyway. Third off… I’d probably be a lot more screwed up than I am now if you weren’t here." Sam sat down beside the blond, pulling him into his arms.

Dean wrapped his arms around Sam and sobbed against his chest, “I…l-love you…”

He threaded his fingers through Dean’s hair, sighing softly and kissing his forehead. “Love you too, big brother…”

The hunter sighed shakily before kissing Sam's neck

Dean was on the couch, gun to his head, his hands shaking uncontrollably.

"…Charming." Sam sighed, walking over and yanking the gun out of his older brother’s hand. "Dean, what the hell were you thinking!? Oh, that’s right— you weren’t.”

Dean quivered and cried into his hands, “It’s all my fault!  If I wouldn’t have taken you to hunt with me and find dad Jessica would still be alive…the apocalypse wouldn’t have happened…everything in your life would’ve been normal…”

"First off. Jessica’s death was my fault, and so was Mom’s, and you know it." He glowered, folding his arms over his chest. "Second off. Life is never going to be normal, nor could it ever have been. Not for us, anyway. Third off… I’d probably be a lot more screwed up than I am now if you weren’t here." Sam sat down beside the blond, pulling him into his arms.

Dean wrapped his arms around Sam and sobbed against his chest, "I...l-love you..."

Dean was on the couch, gun to his head, his hands shaking uncontrollably.

"…Charming." Sam sighed, walking over and yanking the gun out of his older brother’s hand. "Dean, what the hell were you thinking!? Oh, that’s right— you weren’t.”

Dean quivered and cried into his hands, "It's all my fault!  If I wouldn't have taken you to hunt with me and find dad Jessica would still be alive...the apocalypse wouldn't have happened...everything in your life would've been normal..."

[text] liar. who started the apocalypse? /exactly/

[text] ….if I wouldn’t have broken the first seal there wouldn’t /be/ an apocalypse Sam!

[text] is this seriously turning into an angsting party over texts? wait for me to get home and we can angst there.

[text] fine..

Sam stuffed his phone in his coat pocket, sighing and walking the few blocks home. He opened the door, shaking the snow out of his hair. “Dean…”

Dean was on the couch, gun to his head, his hands shaking uncontrollably.

[text] liar. who started the apocalypse? /exactly/

[text] ….if I wouldn’t have broken the first seal there wouldn’t /be/ an apocalypse Sam!

[text] is this seriously turning into an angsting party over texts? wait for me to get home and we can angst there.

[text] fine..

[text] liar. who started the apocalypse? /exactly/

[text] ....if I wouldn't have broken the first seal there wouldn't /be/ an apocalypse Sam!

Dean leaned against her and smiled, “I think I can make itt…” He slurred lightly and gazed at her, “Damn you’re hot…”

She smiled, “Okay, Soldier, let’s go then.” Walking with him down the street toward the hotel, laughing lightly at his comment, “I’m glad you think so.” Giving him a sweet warm smile.”

Dean blushed and gave her a soft kiss on the cheek, purring in happiness, "Heh..."