Do We Really Look the Type?
"Why does every one keep thinking we're a couple?!?!" Dean exclaimed in frustration…
"Well you are kinda butch…maybe they think you're over compensating or something…" Sam said, trying not to laugh…
"Oh…ha ha…very funny…or maybe they think we're gay because of you, pretty boy…" Dean said with a petulant tone in his voice…
"I'm not a pretty boy…" Sam said, his eyes shifting to the floor in his seemingly ever present pouting brood…
"Really? Dude… you've got that girly long hair…you take like…2 hours to get ready…you are totally a pretty boy…" Dean said with his trademark wise-ass smirk beaming brightly on his lips…
"I am not!! And there is nothing wrong with taking care of yourself!!!!…Dude, Dean…Sometimes, you are such a jerk!!!!!" Sam exclaimed loudly, belying how uncomfortable he was having to explain himself to his brother yet again…
"Right back attacha…Bitch…" Dean said, mumbling to himself…'…I'll show them…over compensating my ass…so not gay…'