Grew Up Too Fast

Dean sighed lightly and smiled, “Enough questions about the future huh?”

"Alright…" He curled up in the other’s lap, nuzzling against his chest. "Tell me a story?"

"Well alright…" Dean stroked the other’s cheek and told him about the story of the angels and mostly about his relationship with Castiel and Sam.

--Don't mind him, he'd fallen asleep not even halfway through. He nuzzled the other's stomach with his head, completely subconsciously.

Dean sighed lightly and smiled, “Enough questions about the future huh?”

"Alright..." He curled up in the other's lap, nuzzling against his chest. "Tell me a story?"

"Yeah…eventually.." He sighed and kissed Dean’s cheek

The kid broke into giggles, nuzzling Dean’s nose and cuddling into him. “Okay…”

"Hm.." He smiled brightly and snuggled his younger self even closer

Dean purred sleepily, cuddling into the other. He smiled up at him, giggling again. “So how’s th’ future, other than that?…”

"Well…believe it or not…we get together with Sam…but…of course if you change the future…that won’t happen" he frowned

He blinked. "We get together with Sammy?..." Great... that sounded nice even to the eleven-year-old, but he'd have to change the future in order to save his little brother a broken heart...

"Yeah…eventually.." He sighed and kissed Dean’s cheek

The kid broke into giggles, nuzzling Dean’s nose and cuddling into him. “Okay…”

"Hm.." He smiled brightly and snuggled his younger self even closer

Dean purred sleepily, cuddling into the other. He smiled up at him, giggling again. "So how's th' future, other than that?..."

"Yeah…eventually.." He sighed and kissed Dean’s cheek

The kid broke into giggles, nuzzling Dean's nose and cuddling into him. "Okay..."

"….worse…." He cuddled the other with a frown, "Listen to me Dean…whatever you do…don’t…don’t take Sam when you go and try to find dad okay?" His eyes were dark and saddened

The younger of the two tilted his head to the side. “Okay… Why, though?” He was waaaaaay too inquisitive for his own good. Even though he’d probably forget by the time he went to go find Dad and take Sammy with him anyway…

Dean sighed, “If…you take Sam…his girlfriend is going to get killed…in fact…she could’ve been Sam’s wife one day…if you take Sam with you bad things are gunna go down…”

"O-oh..." He looked down, sighing and rubbing his arm. "I have another question... Do I ever find Dad?" Maybe not taking Sammy with him would be worth it in the long run... Even though he doubted it.

"….worse…." He cuddled the other with a frown, "Listen to me Dean…whatever you do…don’t…don’t take Sam when you go and try to find dad okay?" His eyes were dark and saddened

The younger of the two tilted his head to the side. "Okay... Why, though?" He was waaaaaay too inquisitive for his own good. Even though he'd probably forget by the time he went to go find Dad and take Sammy with him anyway...

Dean sighed, “No it’s fine…dad said that..I remember…I would’ve loved for someone to comfort me when I had nightmares…” He kissed the other’s forehead

He nodded, cuddling into Dean and sighing softly. “At least Sammy’s always had someone there…” He looked up at him. “Does he still have nightmares, or—?” Of course, his brother came first.

Dean frowned slightly, “Yeah…he still does…” He looked to the side and then ruffled the other’s hair

"Have they gotten better or worse?" Yeah, this was quickly turning into twenty questions. He hummed quietly when his hair was ruffled, settling into the other's lap.

Dean sighed, “No it’s fine…dad said that..I remember…I would’ve loved for someone to comfort me when I had nightmares…” He kissed the other’s forehead

He nodded, cuddling into Dean and sighing softly. "At least Sammy's always had someone there..." He looked up at him. "Does he still have nightmares, or--?" Of course, his brother came first.

Dean wrapped his arms around the other and sighed, “Nightmares?” He asked softly

Dean nodded his head, chewing on his lower lip and burying his face in the elder’s chest. “About Sammy…”

"Sssh.." He murmured and stroked the younger one’s hair with a small smile

He leaned into his touch, halfway between embarrassed about having to be comforted, and relieved that someone would listen to him for a change. "S-Sorry.. I'm eleven; I should be able to deal with a bad dream.." At least, that's what his dad said.

Dean wrapped his arms around the other and sighed, “Nightmares?” He asked softly

Dean nodded his head, chewing on his lower lip and burying his face in the elder's chest. "About Sammy..."

"….a couple hours…you okay?" He leaned back and looked at his old self softly

He nodded his head, rubbing at his eyes tiredly. "M'perfectly fine..." he murmured, going and sitting beside the other.

"Well…uhm…hello there…" he blinked and rubbed the back of his neck

"Hi…" He blinked again, stuffing his hands in his pockets. Then he looked around again. Had he somehow stumbled into another universe or something?

"Well this is awkward…" he chuckled lightly, "Man I haven’t seen my younger self in a while…I almost forgot what I looked like"

"You can say that again..." He looked up at, er, himself, sighing softly. "I just wish I knew how t'get back home..."

"Well…uhm…hello there…" he blinked and rubbed the back of his neck

"Hi..." He blinked again, stuffing his hands in his pockets. Then he looked around again. Had he somehow stumbled into another universe or something?

"It’s okay kid-er…wha…" his eyes widened when he recognized who the young kid was, "How…." he started then shut his mouth, looking at him curiously

Dean blinked, tilting his head to the side. "'How' what?" Wait... He kinda looked like an older, more roughed-up version of him... "Um..."