A/N: I don't think I've ever written something so short - . -
Summary: Dean is dying, Sam finally admits how he feels about his baby brother. When Dean comes back, Sam start to act weird and Dean confronts him. Will Dean accept that his baby brother is in love with him? Or Will Sam be forever caught in a vortex of pain?
In My Time of Dying
I lay there, thinking of my brother. He was dying and I couldn't do a damn thing to save him. Dad went on a demon hunt and my brother's spirit was hunting a Reaper. I started to worry about my brother, and thought about the past. My brother and I were always close, and I loved him. I mean love him, love him. My heart rattled every time I heard his voice, just to think about not hearing his voice anymore, not to hear him say "jerk" anymore made me want to cry. I sat up, and whispered in his ear, confessing to him what I could never have the heart to confess to him when he was awake.
"I'm sorry Dean…this is my fault, all of it." I whispered; I felt the tears slide down my cheeks as I confessed. "I love you Dean, I mean I love you, my heart throb every time you are around, my body gets hot when I feel your touch. I need you Dean…please don't leave me."
When I couldn't take it, I got up and left. My heart cried out as I imagined never seeing him again. I went to the bathroom and started to cry.
Who knew how long I was in there for, I got up off of the floor and went back into the room. There was no change, I was happy about that, in a way. I went over and kissed his brother's forehead like he's always done to me. I smiled slightly then kissed his nose, then softly on his lips.
"I love you Dean…so much," I muttered on his lips.
I whimpered softly. I got up to go and search for Dad when Dean's heart gave out and he flat lined.
"No!"
A/N: SORRY! For being Short!
