*So this is my first fanfic, I hope that isn't painfully obvious, please go easy!
*Reviews are definitely wanted!
* I don't know where exactly they are in this story, I kind of picture them in just another motel room, but I guess your mind could take it wherever = ).
*No real warnings, just Wincest = ); please no rude comments about it.. You don't like it/approve of it, don't read it.
*Don't own the characters or the show.. Obviously.
Dean knew something had been wrong with Sam for awhile.
Despite never wanting to talk about feelings, Sam was clearly bothered by something, which in turn bothered Dean.
So finally Dean put his foot down, and demanded Sam tell him what was going on… and Sam did. Fast. He couldn't help but admit everything once he let the first three words slip. I love you.
His head was down. Almost crying, but managing to hold back his tears. He had told Dean everything. How he felt, how long he had felt that way… and now Dean wasn't saying anything, so Sam decided to speak again..
"Dean.. I-"
and then Dean pushed their lips together.
It was the most amazing thing either of them had ever felt.
5 seconds, 5 Mississippi's, was all it took to make their hearts beat faster than ever before.
"You're the smart one Sammy, you tellin' me you couldn't tell I felt the same way?"
He couldn't believe those words just came out of Deans mouth.
"No.." despite this his voice was still filled with worry "I was so scared, scared you'd think I was-"
"Weird? What Sam? Gross? Never baby boy… I love you, could never think that of you".
Then Dean leaned in and pressed their foreheads together. After what seemed like a year of staring into each other's eyes, Dean leaned in and kissed Sam again.
Nothing for the rest of their lives would ever top that first kiss, but this one, and everyone one after until the day they died, died together in each other's arms, came pretty damn close.
"Love you to Dean, always have".