This story was requested by my beautiful friend Rev who I met at the Skytram in Jasper.
It is an AU where Sam is the older brother by 2 years, as I find him to be more mature and level headed than Dean, so I thought it was fitting that he be the mature one who takes care of Dean. Hope this doesn't upset anyone.
This is my first attempt at both a Supernatural/Destiel story, as well as a romance, so please let me know how you like it!
I don't own anything in here except the concept!
Dean looked around his now barren apartment. Everything he owned had been packed up and moved into his older brother Sam's spare bedroom. They lived in Lawrence, Kansas, Sam's house being only a few blocks away from their parents. Dean had spent the past few days with Sam and his fiancee Jessica while he cleaned his apartment. Now he was meeting with the landlord to hopefully get his damage deposit back before boarding his flight to Canada.
He turned around when he heard the door open and saw the landlord, a crabby guy named Crowley.
"Let's make this quick, shall we? I have deals to close and places to rent out." Crowley said in greeting. He paced around the room, scribbling on his clipboard as he went. After a few minutes, he spoke again.
"So tell me again why you're leaving? Is my apartment not good enough for you anymore Squirrel?" Dean rolled his eyes at the drama king, ignoring the pet name he had been given. Apparently, when he frowned, he looked like a squirrel, and whenever Crowley saw him eat he claimed that his cheeks bulged out with all the food he crammed in his mouth.
"Actually, it's because I'm moving away. I got a job up in Canada in one of their national parks" he replied flatly.
"Why on earth would you want to go to Canada? It's freezing and full of overly nice people. Can't stand those ones. Always apologizing and trying to be friendly" Crowley grumbled, shaking his head. He then proceeded to make fun of the way Canadians talk, using some ridiculous accent and saying "eh" every second word.
"Whatever man. In the Canadian part of the Rocky Mountains, there's a park called Jasper. I'm going to be working at this place called the Jasper Skytram, where you can ride up to the top of a mountain. It's just a summer job but... I mean I'm only 22 and I haven't even left my home town. There's nothing here for me so why not?" Dean said, more to himself than to Crowley. He had building anxiety, which was only increasing the closer it got to his departure time.
"If you say so Squirrel" came Crowley's response as he walked out of the bedroom to rejoin Dean in the kitchen. "I guess it's good. Here's your deposit back. Now get off my property." He finished, handing him a check, before going to the front door. He pulled it open and waved for Dean to get out. Patience was not one of his virtues.
Dean made his way down to his car, drove back to Sam's and threw his bags in the back of Sam's car. He was only taking 3 bags with him, and Sam wanted to see him off, so he ran back inside to yell at Sam to hurry up.
After they were in the car, Sam spoke quietly.
"It's going to be fine Dean. You don't need to be so worked up about it. It's just-"
"Shut up Sammy. Not helping." Dean growled, interrupting his older brother. Sam was 2 years older than Dean and constantly babied him, and Dean hated it.
They drove most of the way in silence after that. A few blocks from the airport, Sam once again broke the silence.
"You had better let me know when you meet a girl. One that you're serious about. Rumor is that all the hot girls are in Canada, so it shouldn't take you long to find one."
"Shut the hell up Sammy. I'm not interested in getting tied down. I wanna travel, explore out on the open road. Can't do that when I'm stuck playing house with some broad" Dean shot back hotly. That wasn't the only reason he didn't want a serious girlfriend, but it was the only one he would admit to.
By the time they had finished this exchange, they had arrived at the airport. Dean checked in, dropped off 2 of his bags to be loaded in the cargo hold, and made his was towards security, Sam following him quietly. When they reached the door to security, Dean turned to look at his brother.
"Well this is it." He said glumly, the anxiety showing clearly on his face. He looked up at his brother, who stood a good 4 inches above him. Sam gave him a smile, putting his hand on his shoulder.
"It's gunna be fine Dean. You'll get there without any problems, and you're going to have so much fun and meet so many people, you won't even notice being away from home. I promise you you'll be alright."
"Yeah I guess," Dean grumbled back. He adjusted his backpack and reached out to shake Sam's hand. Sam laughed, pulling him in for a bear hug instead. They separated, and Dean turned to walk through the door to security. He gave Sam one last nod before disappearing through the door.