Steve is not even sure how it happened. One second he was watching Bucky from distance, staring as his once bestfriend picked the food put before him and cast discreet glances to Natasha.

The other, Sam is pushing a box full of DVD's and giving him that ridiculous smile of his. The smile that says "I'm your friend, I know what's best." The smile that got Steve to chase a stranger on the capitol, the smile that made Steve crash this same stranger's couch less than 60 hours later.

Therefore, Rogers doesn't whine, lets he be sit and the TV show starts. It's pretty appealing, Steve thinks. He tries not roll his eyes to Dean's humor (though a few jokes does make him laugh) or Sam's need to be normal. It doesn't take much for Steve to claim the older Winchester as his favorite character. Sam's need for a apple-pie life is foreign to Steve. The Captain never wanted to be normal, and never had been, and he can easily relate with Dean.

Dean's need to always do the right thing. His fear of losing his family, and Steve can no longer say that his teammates hadn't become family, and his petty self care.
Rogers feels a shy smile cripple to his lips as he sees Dean chasing the girls. Oh, how Bucky had tried that with Steve.
His bestfriend would always try to matchmaker Steve and after the serum? Shit got real. The blond had no real excuses anymore and Bucky would push him toward people, toward wanting lips.

The Winchester boy seems to be the mix between the real Steve Rogers and Bucky's mannerism.

Wilson starts to get drowsy and lays more comfortable by Steve's side. He lets his head hang blithely on Steve' shoulder and Tony makes a childish comment about how cute they were together. Steve didn't spend his patience on Stark.

He turned his eyes to the screen, thirstily drinking the brother's relationship and their struggles. And the Captain wants more. He wants, needs, to see the end of their stories. Dean's quest that reminded him so much of his own.

The season ends with the car crash and Steve's heart stops. There's no way he's going to just hang there, wondering if the brothers are going to have a happy end (though he does doubt that, those violent loves tend to end in violet ways).
He turns to Sam, who's been watching him, and asks in a low voice "Maybe we should watch the second season?"


"What are you guys watching?" Tony finally asks, after two days sneaking on them. Steve offers him the popcorn and just shrugs.
"Supernatural, Stark. Wants to join the fan base?" Sam asks, eyeing the DVD's and picking the second season. Tony sighs and sit by Steve's left side and grabs a handful of popcorn.

"I'm on season six, got bored and stopped to watch." He smiles as the music turns up. "Oh, you guys are still on the second season? Did you told him…-"

"NO SPOILERS!" Sam shrieks, glaring at Tony. "Stop spoiling our fun." He groans, shooting one last dirty glance. Wilson already watched the seven season's and still catching up with middle of eighth season. However, he wants to keep Steve's surprise.

Nevertheless, Steve is only barely hearing their trivial exchange. His eyes are glued to the screen. He burrows his eyebrows on a frown as John whispers something to post-comatose Dean.

"I hate the mystery on this show…" he mumbles under his breath. Sam snorts a laugh, while Tony only frowns. John reminds him way too much of his own father.
Actually, the whole dynamic Dean/John was what got him addicted first time.

In a non comfortable way, John was Howard Stark put under a different light: Loving husband, nuts about his job, an underlying abusive relationship with his child, forever mad about vengeance over something that had happened all those years back.

And Dean? Dean was the part of Tony that he hated, the kid who would forever chase his father approval, brilliant but overrated by his old man. The kid who would be easily painted as the corny playboy, the anti-hero, and that would wear those stereotypes as his own armor… the insecurity always crawling under his skin, hidden beneath million-dollar smiles.

Tony took his eyes away from the screen, secretly hating John and Dean and the whole show and left his mind drift. He eyed Rogers.
The kid was sat straight on the couch, concentrated on the show. Stark meditated that the show was actually a pretty awful idea. He knew what was coming. And to put Steve, a guy who was never given time to grief his losses (Bucky, his century, friends, Peggy, Bucky again), over and over again under the angst quest of the Winchester was pretty dumb.

He imagined if Rogers was going to cry when Sam died in Dean's arms.


N/A: Alright. A bunch of people asked me to continue, so I did. Again, I succumbed under my inner Dean!girl and wrote most part of it about him. Therefore, if I continue this chapter, I think I should head to deeper Sam analysis and which character could relate to him (and Thor, oh, Thor...)

Again: tell me if you liked or if you hated, and I'm going to hell because I'm a rebel and won't ever beta a freaking chapter of mine.