Tick… Tick… Tick…Tick… A sigh echoed through the otherwise quiet motel room that the two brothers shared. The sound of liquid sloshing around could be heard as a brown-eyed man picked up a glass beer bottle and raised it to his lips. After taking a swig of his beer, he quietly sat the bottle back in its place, putting his face in his hands. Sam Winchester, the younger Winchester brother and though not the one who and been through hell and back, he seemed to suffer just as his brother, Dean.
Sam's eyes began to sting and well up, though he quickly wiped away any trace of tears. Another sigh filled the room and faded as quickly as it had sounded. Brown eyes peered at a lump that was covered by blankets before shifting back to a laptop and books. Long fingers began pecking at the laptop furiously, researching a current case. The stirring of bed sheets could be heard as the lump under them moved, slowly started to wake up.
"Sammy..?" A groggy voice now filled the room as Dean raised up on his right elbow, his necklace and shirt a wrinkled mess on his chest. "What are you doing up? It's 3 am." Sam perked up at the sound of Dean's voice, turning to look at him. "Dean. Sorry to wake you up, I was just looking into the case." Sam had been setting on the edge of his bed as he typed and soon, Dean had crawled off of his bed and onto Sam's wrapping his arms around Sam's shoulders and chest.
Sam rested a hand on Dean's arm, leaning into him a bit. Dean planted a light kiss to Sam's cheek, letting out a faint sigh. "Dean… This is going to get us in trouble someday…" A light grin played on Dean's face as he answered. "Sammy, I love you… I won't let anything happen to us." Placing a hand on Sam's cheek, Dean turned the other's head to look into his eyes before placing a gentle kiss to the other's lips. Turning his body more, Sam wrapping his arms around Dean's waist, pulling him ever closer.
Once the kiss had been broken, Sam resting his forehead against Dean's. "I love you too, Dean." Sam pressed a light kiss to Dean's nose before smiling and making his way to the head of his bed, laying down and patting the bed beside him. Dean crawled up the bed and laid down beside Sam, stroking his hair out of his face. Sam wrapped an arm around Dean and kissed his forehead. "Go back to sleep, okay?" Dean looked at Sam with a serious expression before retorting, "And you get some sleep, okay, Sammy?" Sam nodded and closed his eyes, letting out a sigh of content and finally falling asleep with Dean by his side.