A/N : its been so long and I am so sorry about that. Excited to get back into the swing of things.
I am still a fan of weechesters and big bro Dean and awesome John! Hope you like!
Dean-8/Sam-3 1/2
John fell down on the bed with a grateful sigh, after shucking his jeans and waited for the soft patter of two pairs of feet.
"Hi Daddy" peeked a small voice from the corner.
John smiled and pulled himself back up, knees creaking. That got Sam running out into the kitchen. John pulled Dean closer.
"Hey kiddo, all good?" Dean nodded tiredly into John's chest.
They must have dozed off like that when John felt a stream of liquid on his knees.
Eyes snapping open Dean and him looked down to see cooking oil streaming down John's legs, Sam struggling with an oil can as big as he was.
"Sammy what are you doing?" Dean asked jumping away from John.
Sam looked up all seriously, stumbling back slightly with the weight of the can. "Bobby tolded me when old things make noises, you use oil to fix! Sammy fix daddy!