THE ROAD SO FAR

This tale takes place sometime between when the Winchester's mother Mary has left, but before she has joined the British men of letters. Sam and Dean are in their own American, men of letters bunker like usual and it's just a regular Sunday morning.

Chapter: 1 Up up and away

Sam's up early like usual, he's done his morning workout like usual, he's had his shower like usual, now instead of having his plain black coffee one sugar like usual, he's gone to check on his brother.

Their mother Mary left recently it's nearly been a month now, and Sam has been checking up on him every now and then, Dean didn't take it well.As he walks uncomfortably to his elder brother he reminds himself "I get it, he's hurts, he probably feels betrayed even, but mom, must feel like an alien, everything is foreign, with all the lols and selfies she needs space, why doesn't he just accept it, she's not just our mom she's a person"

He opens the door and Dean is up and by up I mean all the way up, he's watching his favourite porn, Japanese porn.

Now this isn't the first time I've caught him, but today he's actually using a bluetooth head set, like wow really he must have thought ahead normally he'd just put it on mute, but that isn't the gruesome part, his hands are in his boxers and yes that means there are no pants and no thankfully I didn't make much out.

Sam "Aah ! dude lock the door" He soon realises by the shaking of his hand, the nodding of his head and let's not forget the quivering of his lips, he's not even been noticed by this porn zombie he's eyes are glued on and ears plugged in, "I need to get the hell out" he says aloud.

Sam's face is believably more red than Dean's right now, "God I'm gonna throw up" He misses breakfast that day, Dean does not he is down not too long after the incident.

Sam is finding it hard to even make eye contact with him and Dean bless him is as oblivious as usual, he's made himself a breakfast dog sandwich, one of his cherished sandwiches basically a thick piece of bread folded, bacon and eggs in between with whatever sauces you want in it, in Dean's case it's mayo and a lot of it.

Sam been searching away all that time anything to distract himself. As he sees Dean's hands all gooey and then that same expression on his face, that same quiver, all sorts of memories are hitting him what the hell is wrong with this man, he eats his sandwich like he's watching porn, or does he watch porn like his eating, the mental strain is just too much for him.

Sam bursts out "Dean !" louder than normal Dean looks up slightly confused "what !" Sam pauses for a bit "Err...I've got a case !" Dean "On a Sunday ? huh" Sam "yeah it happens" Sam is still struggling to look at him, Dean bites on to his sandwich and muffles out "no rest for the wicked burb"

A/N: This is my first ever fanfic, I've actually got around 11 chapters kinda done, they should be uploaded soon, it hasn't really changed much since my first draft let me know what you think pls, thanks for reading