I'm Done

By: KellyCRocker59

This is really short, and probably REALLY cheesy, but I hope you enjoy it. Please review.

Dean entered the dark, silent room, sliding his shoes off.

"Dean?" A voice muttered softly.

"Yeah, it's me." He said, sliding out of his jeans and pulling his shirt off.

"It's cold without you." Sam urged.

"Dude, it's summer; it's like 80 degrees outside." Dean replied, walking over to the large bed and pulling the sheets back.

This revealed Sam, curled against nothing, who opened an eye to look at him.

"You know what I meant…I missed you."

Dean chuckled, and got in, Sam curling against him almost subconsciously, Dean putting his arms around the younger male instinctively.

"So…did you have any back alley sex with a hot waitress or bartender?" Sam asked, nuzzling his face comfortably into Dean's chest.

"Sam…I told you, I'm done with that; with them and anyone else." Dean said, wrapping his arms even tighter around Sam, moving one to massage the back of his scalp gently.

"Well I just want to be sure; you used to sleep with so many different girls, its just hard for me sometimes to think that you just stopped it all of the sudden."

"Well I did? And you wanna know why?" Dean asked, feeling Sam's fingers running through the hair on his arm.

"Why?" Sam asked, being totally serious.

"Because I got all I ever wanted, all I could ever want. I don't need or want them anymore. So I'm done." Dean said, practically feeling Sam blush against him.

Sam suddenly stopped playing with Dean's arm, and pulled away slightly, leaning up and pressing their lips together gently. It was everything Dean could ever hope for in a real kiss; it was soft and gentle, not rushed or messy. It said everything that would take too long to vocalize. And as they pulled away, Dean pressed their foreheads together.

"Sammy, I just…I want you to know that I'm so glad you didn't give up on me. It would've been so easy to just find someone else, but you never gave up. Thank you."

Sam began blushing again, but then leaned in and kissed Dean again. It was shorter, and when they parted, he spoke.

"You were the one, Dean. I…I couldn't have given up even if I had wanted to. I-I love you, Dean."

"I love you too, Sammy."

And with that Sam slid back down and curled against Dean, burying his face in the older male's chest. Dean wrapped his arms around Sam as firmly as he could, and they both fell asleep peacefully.

Yeah, he was done.