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They had parked along the shoulder of a dusty old back road, and were now lying together in the vast field that stretched for miles on either side of that road. It was quiet and the light breeze carried warm summer air.
As he lay in the tall grass and wildflowers, Sam closed his eyes and enjoyed the peacefulness of the moment.
Dean was less than an inch away from Sam, watching his brother relax.
Sam could feel Dean's eyes on him and turned his head to face him.
They smiled at each other and Dean reached out a hand, running it through Sam's hair.
Sam closed the space that was between them and laid his head on Dean's shoulder, worming his arms around his brother.
Dean smiled a little more and encouraged Sam to tilt his head up a little. When Sam did, Dean bent his head slightly and captured his lips in a kiss that left both of them smiling against each others mouths for a few seconds before Dean let his head fall back to the ground.
Sam could feel himself drifting off to sleep as Dean continued to play with hair. He pressed himself even closer to Dean and tangled their legs together. And Sam fell asleep with his arms and legs tangled around Dean in the setting sun.
