Author's note: Hey, guys! This is just a short, one-shot, that popped into my head a few hours ago. It hasn't really been 'polished up', if you will, but I wanted to get some opinions on it, anyway.
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Warnings: Brother/Brother relationship.
Disclaimer: I own nothing –Nothing I tell you, nothing.
Sam's POV
Waking up to sunlight shining right on your face every morning doesn't make it easier to get out of bed than waking up in darkness does. Sometimes, it can make you miserable; especially if you've had a lack of sleep prior to. Every once in a while, I'll even ask myself why I get up every morning, knowing I'm going to have some new supernatural being to kill. You just need some reassurance every now and then that the pain is worth something. The ways you get that reassurance can be weird, though.
Looking down, I see a man curled up around me, his head laying on my chest. I wish it could always be like this; him in my arms, both of us calm and relaxed. With our job, though, it can be hard to find time for this kind of stuff. We spend so much time together, sometimes it drives us to the point where we just need to be alone. Because of that, times like this are pretty rare. Every time we get to just lay here, tangled in each other, it brings us so much closer; all the tension just dissolves. If anyone ever tells you there's no such thing as 'too much time spent together' in relationships, they've never met Dean and me. It can create a lot of tension, causing times like this to be prayed for.
If someone told me last year that I would end up dating Dean, I never would've believed them. Shock took a giant hold of me when he told me how he feels about me. That was a time where he let his emotions run wild for a few minutes; right after I messed up and let myself kiss him. I was relieved with his response, though.
On occasion, we'll force ourselves to make time for dates, or something like this; normally, though, we don't blow off work for it. I don't mind so much this time. I just love being this close to him. I also love it when he smells like he does now – beer and cologne. I don't know why, I just find it soothing. Dating my older brother definitely has its issues; but it's all worth it in the end.
Breathing in Dean's scent once more, he opens his eyes. Our eyes meet, and it's like we've both been put into a trance – neither being able to look anywhere but at each other. "I love you, Sammy. I'm warning you now: if you leave me, I will kill you. I am not kidding." Reminds Dean, for the thousandth time; his voice cracking towards the end of his sentence. I give him a quick kiss.
"You wouldn't be you if you didn't." We lay there for a few minutes, when Dean's phone rings. So much for not working today. We both, very reluctantly, get up and change. "Dean.." I say, still half asleep. He 'hm's a response. Walking over to him, I hold my hand out. "I love you, and I won't ever leave you. I promise." We walk out to the Impala holding hands. Yeah, it's definitely worth the pain.
Author's note: So, what do you guys think? Good first story, bad first story? I welcome any opinions you have for me. I really want as much help as possible in writing; it's something I really love, I just don't do it often because I don't think I'm all that good at it.