*Warnings; Wincest.
*Do I Own Anything? Of Course Not.
*Reviews are wanted, but no Wincest and/or Gay bashing.
*This story is sort of lacking in specifics, but basically, Sam left for college when him and Dean had already been together, as teenagers, hunting with their dad for a couple years… and recently their dad has died so they met up for the funeral, Jess on Sam's arm, and that night she died.. now Sam wants Dean back. All caught up? Okay = D ha.
"Sam, I don't want this okay? Not anymore! What I said, that was two years ago, it's no longer true Sam!"
"Don't say that Dean! It is true! It's the only truth I've ever known! Me and you! Always!"
"Not always Sam! You left! Remember that? You left! You wanted college and not hunting? Fine! I was fine with that Sam! But you just took off, not a word! The only reason we came back together was for dad's funeral, and when we did, guess what Sam? You had a girl on your arm!"
"I know! I know Dean! But.. I-"
"You don't need to cry about it.."
"DEAN!"
"..."
"Dean.. I just.. Dad got to me. I got a full ride.. I saw a way out and took it and I will never forgive myself. You could hunt, save people… you didn't need me dragging you down -"
"That is a bullshit excuse Sam."
"That's just the thing Dean, it isn't an excuse! At the time I thought that that was what would be best..."
"You're not stupid Sam-"
"I loved Jess."
"..."
"..."
"Yeah, you told me."
"But I wasn't in love with her."
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"Dean, it was like.. us with dad, or with friends, or if we were ever just brothers… you know, you love them.. but you don't want them, want them, you're not in love you just love. She was an awesome person, but she didn't have my heart."
"Chick flick."
"Deal with it."
"…"
"…"
"Sam, if she was still alive you'd still be with her.."
"Dean, you have yet to ask me why I've felt so terrible since her death. I-I was going to breakup with her that night. After seeing you again, no way I was staying with her! Then she died. Me and you have been awkward for a few days.. and now here we are. I'm letting you know that I.. I love you. Never stopped.. and I think you know that. And I wish with all my heart I can take back what I did to you, but I can't; So all I can hope for, is forgiveness.. not that I deserve it."
"…"
"I was 16 Dean, when I kissed you and we told each other we loved each other. 17 when we made love to each other.. and 18 when I fucked it up. I wish we were together, for 19 and 20, but here I am, 21.. and I don't want to let any more years go by without you in them. Without us together. I want us to start over Dean, because you're everything to me, and I was nothing without you. Let's start over, De."
"Sam and those damn puppy dog eyes."
"Well, how do I say no to that when it was so pathetic and sappy.."
"Dean. Please. Serious moment."
"I love you. Never stopped either.. I was just hurt and-"
"I know. Please, please, let me spend the rest of our lives trying to make it up to you."
As Sam says this he puts one hand upon Dean's cheek. Dean is looking down until Sam is done speaking, and when he looks back up into Sam's eyes, he nods a few times before Sam leans in and kisses him. A kiss that lasts awhile until it turns into something more; and after that night, when Dean wakes up… he is met with a kiss, and a smile, and an I love you.. like Sam promised, and like Sam did every morning, few exceptions of course, for the rest of their lives.