Things were going smoothly and they were actually getting some progress on unpacking Dean's stuff until John Winchester came home.
Since he had seen the other car in the driveway he instantly went upstairs to Dean's room as if he expected Dean to be in bed with some guy.
He took one look around the room, frowned and said, "Dean I need to talk to you downstairs."
"I'll be back in a minute," Dean said before leaving the room.
A few seconds passed before Sam and Jess could faintly hear them arguing.
"Is he your boyfriend?" John asked.
"No," Dean responded.
"Why? Is it because you aren't good enough for him?" John snapped back.
"Yes sir," Dean said sadly. "They're just friends okay? They came to help me unpack since it's taking so long."
John grumbled something that Sam and Jess couldn't understand and then a few seconds later Dean re-entered the room.
"I'm just going to go to the washroom," Jess said making an excuse to leave.
"So I take it you guys heard that," Dean said after she had left while avoiding eye contact.
"So you're dad's not very supportive, huh?" Sam asked. "I don't know what I would have done if my parents acted like that."
"It's not that big of a deal," Dean lied as he sat down on the floor next to Sam.
"You know you are good enough for me," Sam told him.
Dean struggled for a second to decide whether to comment on how this was a chick-flick moment or not before asking, "Would you be mad if I kissed you right now?"
Sam responded by pressing his lips against the other boy's.
When Jess came back from the washroom Adam was standing in the doorway, but they hadn't seemed to notice him there.
"Ooh, look what I walked in on, two hot guys making out!" Jess said as she entered the room.
Dean pulled away and turned towards her with a reddening face before asking, "Adam what the hell? Were you just standing there the whole time?"
"Just be glad I'm not dad," Adam said avoiding the question. "And does this mean you two are dating now?"
"You know that you don't have to be dating to kiss someone right?" Dean asked avoiding answering since he himself wasn't very sure.
"I'm fifteen, not five," Adam said and rolled his eyes before walking away.
Sam silently wondered about Dean's answer, but didn't bring it up since if it had been Jo asking him he would be unsure about how to answer too.
Dean was remaining quiet since he was still embarrassed about looking up to find an audience. After all he was used to keeping everything secret . . . and that had been his first kiss with another guy. Although it was also by far the best kiss he's experienced and he couldn't even figure out why. He couldn't think of one specific thing that had made the kiss stand out as so amazing, but as a whole it sure had been.
Meanwhile Jess was silently studying each of the boys' faces. Her eyes flicked back and forth, staying on Dean's face for most of the time. She wasn't positive, but she thought that she'd seen the corner of his mouth twitch up in an involuntary smile.
The only thing that managed to break the silence, which was actually surprisingly comfortable, was Sam's phone ringing loudly all of a sudden. He sighed as he looked down at the phone.
"Aww your mommy's calling you," Jess teased after spotting the name on his screen.
"Hey it can't be worse than the conversation I had with my dad," Dean said scratching the back of his neck slightly uncomfortably.
Jess and Dean both went silent as Sam hit the green talk button, then brought the phone to his ear.
"Hello," He said.
"Where are you?" Ellen asked.
"At a friend's house with Jess," Sam replied.
"What friend?" Ellen asked and Sam could hear the grin in her voice when she added, "Is it a boy?"
"Yeah, but you don't know him," Sam said, fully noticing the smirk that spread across Dean's face.
"And why don't I if you two are friends?" Ellen asked.
"Because I'm not in kindergarten," Sam said. "And he's new."
"Just because you're in front of your friends doesn't mean you have to have an attitude with me young man," Ellen warned through the phone.
"I know," Sam said still using attitude.
"Why don't you ask your new friend and Jess if they want to come over for dinner?" Ellen asked. "That way we can get to know him."
"You mean interrogate him?" Sam asked causing him to receive an amused face with an eyebrow raise from Dean.
"However you want to put it," Ellen said. "But you have to come home now so if you want to keep hanging out with your friends they're going to have to come over."
"Fine, I'll ask them," Sam reluctantly agreed. He did want Dean to come over for dinner, but he was just afraid of the level of embarrassment his family would cause.
"The food's going to be ready in just over fifteen minutes and if you're late you'll have your car taken away," Ellen told him.
Sam rolled his eyes and said, "Bye mom." Before hanging up.
"So I'm the 'him' who's getting interrogated?" Dean asked with a smirk.
"She wants me to ask if you guys want to come over for dinner," Sam said.
"I'm in," Jess instantly decided.
"I don't know," Dean replied. "I'm supposed to be unpacking and . . ."
"We have apple pie," Sam offered. "Plus I guarantee my family will try to embarrass me."
"You had me at pie," Dean said with a grin. "But it'll be a nice bonus having you be the one being embarrassed by their family."
They left in two cars again, this time Dean followed Sam and Jess.
Just seconds after they stepped out of the cars Bobby came flying out of the front door.
"Let the embarrassment begin," Sam muttered.
"Is she yours?" Bobby asked excitedly pointing towards Dean's '67 Impala.
"Sorry, he's a little car-crazed, he used to own an auto-shop . . ." Sam trailed off when he realized that Dean was mid-car conversation with the older man.
"She's a beauty, how do you keep her in such good shape?" Bobby asked.
"It's an obsession of mine," Dean said with a beaming smile as he petted his car.
Sam stood dazed as his dad and Dean chattered about cars, saying some things that he vaguely understood and some that may as well have been said in some long lost ancient language.
"Well I guess we know which of you the man is," Jess whispered as she elbowed Sam in the ribcage.
Sam gave her a bitch-face and was surprised when he turned away to see Dean and Bobby standing with them again.
"This one's a keeper," Bobby said pointing towards a grinning Dean.
Sam opened his mouth, but he wasn't sure what for. He had no clue if he was going to correct his dad on assuming they were a couple or if he was going to agree and he never would know since he was cut off by the sound of Ellen yelling from the front door.
"Bobby Singer you need to grow up," She shouted. "You can play with the cars after dinner, now get your ass in here before it gets cold."
"We'd better go," Bobby said trying to pretend that his wife hadn't just yelled at him.
When they stepped into the house Jo smirked at Sam and said, "I told you he's not that bad."
"Did she?" Dean asked with a tilted smile and Sam wasn't sure if he wanted to punch him or just stare. The smugness behind that beautiful smile was enough to annoy anyone.
"She sure did," Sam said animatedly. He gritted his teeth as he added, "And I told her that it's none of her business."
"So are you two dating now?" She asked with a grin.
"Wow! My little sister's just like your brother!" Sam said purposely over-enthusiastically and avoiding the question just as intentionally.
"In her defence she's only asked once today," Dean said. "That's less than Adam."
"True," Sam said. "But don't let her innocent act fool you."
"You managed to get in the house first," Dean pointed out. "He ambushed me at school and outside of the house."
"You do realize that it isn't a competition right?" Jess asked. "But Dean totally wins."
The group sat down to eat with Sam and Dean sitting on one side of the table, Jess and Jo across from them, Bobby sitting on the end by Sam and Jess, and Ellen sitting on the other end by Jo and Dean.
"So Dean why did your family move here?" Ellen asked in an attempt to start a conversation.
Sam watched Dean unconsciously grab his necklace as he answered, "My mom died of lung cancer. It was too hard staying in that house without her so . . ."
"Oh sweetie I'm so sorry," Ellen instantly said. "I shouldn't have asked that."
"Not, it's fine," Dean said. "You didn't know and the doctors saw it coming for a long time. In fact they thought she'd be gone for sure within a week over and over for a year. I guess at some point we just stopped believing them . . ." He trailed off with one awkward chuckle and a poor attempt at a smile.
Sam wanted to hug or kiss him better, but he figured that wasn't the smartest move right now.
"You poor boy," Ellen said as she patted her hand. "That must have been so tough having her be sick for such a long time and losing her . . . I don't know what I would have done without my mother."
Not helping, not helping, not helping, Sam tried to send to her telepathically.
"It was really hard after she first died, but I had a good friend that I could talk to about it," Dean said. "He'd sit for hours and let me babble about it when half of the time I didn't even know what I was talking about." His eyes flickered towards Sam with a tilted smile for half a millisecond before he looked away and turned his facial expression back to the way it was before.
Bobby, Jo, and Ellen didn't seem to notice while Sam and Jess both smirked. Bobby and Ellen genuinely hadn't noticed, but Jo had and was storing the information for later.
"He sounds like a nice boy," Ellen said. "I wish that my son was willing to hold up a conversation for more than five minutes." As she said that she glared over at Sam.
"You know I think that you're under-estimating your son," Dean said with a beaming smile that practically made Sam's heart stop.
Sam wondered to himself how he could have ever possibly gotten such an attractive and amazing guy. I don't have him yet, Sam mentally corrected himself.
A/N: Please read and review! :D Thanks for reading so far, I hope you'll continue to read in the future!
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