What We Say and What We Won't, Feelings We Share and Feelings We Don't…
A/N: Ok, so I am dying in Hellatus here. I have been thinking about doing this for a week or two. Words in Italics are thoughts.
Something Wicked:
Sam watched the boy as he stood in the open door way, shaggy blonde hair falling across his young face. This look in his eyes. Sam had seen that look before. It was one Dean often wore as a boy, brave, willing, with a hint of fear behind his eyes.
"You said you're a big brother" Michael said.
"Yeah" Dean replied.
"You take care of your little brother? Do anything for him?" Michael asked.
"Yeah I would" Dean replied.
Sam was always blown away by Dean's love for him. It didn't matter how much he already knew it. It didn't matter that Dean never said it. It was moments like this that took his breath away. I don't deserve you Sam thought watching his brother at the door. But I'm glad I have you. What would I do without you. Sam barely heard the last words Michael had spoken. But he knew Michael had agreed to risk his life for his little brother. Just as Dean had done so many times.
I'd do anything for you too Sam thought as Dean turned and looked back at him. There was so much Sam felt. So much he just couldn't say, wouldn't say. Dean didn't like it, it made him uncomfortable. One day, one day I'll find away to make you see…that you are very important to me.
A/N: Tell me what you think please! It has been a while since I have written anything, so I hope it was enjoyable.