I don't own Supernatural or anything affiliated, except my stories.
He's beautiful.
You can't love someone this purely, this honestly, without thinking they are the most beautiful thing you've ever seen. When he sleeps, when he's being protective, when he eats, when he's pissy, when he smiles all bright, all of his faces are Dean's favorite.
Until Dean comes back.
He's not sure when it happened – somewhere in between his death and his resurrection, Sam's face is different. He hasn't really changed anything, so Dean tries to ignore it, but it nags him in the back of his head. His haircut isn't the same. No, his face would still be beautiful. His eyes aren't wide and innocent anymore, he thinks. This would change Sam, but it wouldn't make him less radiant. Has he been working out more?
Standing in the run-down building, looking at Sam in the blood-lusting eyes, he realizes what it is. It's the lips.
Sam's lips are no longer Dean and Dean's alone. Sam's lips are no longer the lips that would smile softly and kiss his when no one was looking, but now the lips that had pressed against a demon's. The lips that had opened and accepted the blood of a monster.
Sam looks exactly the same, yet Dean can't help but think that now he is ugly.
this was stupidly hard for me to write. I know how it feels to have a co-dependent/unusually needy relationship with a sibling that suddenly becomes estranged. ALSO, BEFORE I GET MAULED, let me point out that I think Jared Padalecki/Sam Winchester will always be soo beautiful. Please don't construe this as me trying to knock him down a peg, I love him.
please review! also, if you have the time, constructive criticism is greatly appreciated.