Double Drabble this week, since I received TWO words! Lmao. Dude, I think I just inadvertently wrote Wincest. I dunno, I just really like this piece. Love and Demon bombs kiddos!
So what if they were each other's Achilles heel? Neither one wanted to live without the other, and god knows, they've proved that enough times.
If they happened to be ridiculously codependent, who cared? Whose business was it other than their own? If their relationship crossed the line in an outsider's eyes, what did they care?
They never stayed in one place long enough for anyone to really know them, and they didn't care what other people thought.
They were soul mates, plain and simple.
Sam belonged to Dean, and had since day one.
Dean would always belong to Sam.
That was just the way it was, and had always been. When the world didn't make sense, when the earth was burning around them, the one thing they knew, the one thing they were sure of, was each other.
Dean might try and be tough, and act like he was fully in control at all times, but present him with a hurt baby brother, and those walls crumbled into dust.
Sam might think of himself as independent and self-sufficient, but truth was, without Dean, he was nothing.
It was all they really had. It was all they really needed.
