NAVEL GAZING
Sometimes Sam really should know better …
Disclaimer: Don't own. Want, but can't have.
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"... I'm not gonna ask; not encouraging him ..."
" ... best not to get involved, I'll only regret it ..."
"... No, I really don't wanna know wha … jeez, how the heck did he get into that position? I'd never have guessed he was that flexible ..."
Perched cross-legged on his bed, doubled over in an impressively gymnastic position, Dean intently examined his own midriff.
Sam gave a defeated sigh "... Ah crap, it's no good ..."
"Dean, what the hell are you doing?"
Dean looked up with a grin, "hey Sammy, my bellybutton fluff is bright blue – wanna see?
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"... See, I hate being right all the time ...".
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