I know it's short and I apologize. I tried making it longer but it kept fighting me. So I left it. Just to let you know, this is almost finished. I'm estimating about 2-3 more chapters.
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Chapter 7
Dean collapsed on top of Sam as they both tried to come back from their high.
"Well that wasn't exactly what I had in mind big brother, but it'll do for now," Sam smirked.
Dean chuckled and kissed Sam, "I'll make it up to you, baby boy."
The whole time John was standing there stunned. How the hell did I not see it? Sam and Dean are not just brothers any more they're lovers, too?
"Holy shit, dad!" Sam yelped.
"Mm, thinking about Dad? He'll be fine, Sammy."
Sam shook his head and struggled to push Dean off of him, "No, Dean, Dad."
Dean turned around nearly jumped off the bed, "Dad!"
John looked at his sons, "We need to have a talk," was all he said and then walked out of the room shutting the door behind him.
"Sonovabitch!" Dean yelled, "How much do you think he saw?"
Sam shrugged as he got of the bed, "I don't know, Dean. We'd better hurry up and change."
"Yeah. This is all your fault you know?"
"My fault? How exactly is this my fault?" Sam said as he discarded his soiled clothes for some new ones.
"You just couldn't keep your hands to yourself. You had to get pissy every time a waitress hit on me."
"Whoa, whoa, wait a minute," Sam yelled, "Who couldn't keep their hands off who here?"
"Well it surely wasn't me. I mean you touched me all the time. I mean I know I'm irresistible and all but seriously Sam, enough is enough. When we're trying to keep a low profile you can't be doing that all the time."
"You're insufferable. Who almost got caught staring at my ass? Or jerking off in the bathroom because they couldn't get enough."
"If you didn't send that stupid text…"
"Just shut up, Dean. Let's go get this over with."
Sam opened the door to their motel room and walked out. Dean sighed and followed him shutting the door behind him. The walked down to their father's motel room and knocked on the door three times before opening it. They entered the room and shut the door behind them. Sam sat at the table while Dean sat on the bed waiting for John to exit the bathroom. When he came out of the bathroom both boys looked up waiting for their father's outburst. The three of them just stared at each other for a long time.
"You both disgust me," John said.
Sam put his head down and Dean sighed. "Dad…" Dean started.
"You're having sexual relations with your brother! This is not what I meant when I said look after him, Dean."
Dean nodded, "I know, it-"
"How could you abuse your brother like that, Sam?"
Sam looked up, "What?"
"You heard me. You abused your brotherly relationship."
Sam shook his head, "No, it-"
John shook his head, "How did it start?"
Dean and Sam shared a glance.
"Uh, it was after you had gone missing and I had gotten Sam from Stanford," Dean started.
"My girlfriend just died, Dean, so forgive me for not being jolly."
"Relax, Sammy, I understand."
"Do you? I don't think you do."
Dean sighed, "Alright, fine, I don't quite know what you're going through. You're girl just died and that's gotta be horrible, but what I do know is that you can't live the rest of your life under a rock. That's the hardest thing ever, losing the one you love, but Sammy, we keep going. As much as it hurts we keep going."
Sam looked at his big brother frowning, "What would you know? I mean I get that you lost mom, but that's not the same thing."
Dean sat on the edge of the bed across from Sam and shook his head, "I'm not talking about mom."
Sam frowned even harder, "So then who are you talking about?"
"You, Sammy, you."
"Okay, Dean I don't understand."
Dean sighed. Might as well tell him now, "Okay, here goes. I love you Sammy, and more than a brother. I've been in love with you ever since you turned fifteen. I was so afraid to tell you how I felt because I knew you'd think I was sick or crazy or something along those lines. When you left to go to school, I felt like my heart was ripped in half."
Sam gazed up at Dean and smiled, "Really?"
Dean nodded, "Really."
Sam leaped at Dean, "I love you too, Dean, have since I was thirteen."
Dean smiled and leaned into to kiss Sam.
"…and that's how it happened," Dean explained.
John nodded and looked at his sons with such horror and disgust. "Sam, I need to speak with Dean. Alone."
Sam sighed but nodded and opened the front door and stepped out shutting it behind him. Dean didn't speak. He just sat waiting for the blow.
"I can't believe you. You took advantage of your own brother!"
Dean looked at John horrified and shook his head.
"Yes, Dean, you did. His girlfriend had just died and you thought you'd move right in. Do you realize how sick you are? Forcing yourself onto your brother?"
"I didn't force him! I would never, ever force him!"
"Oh really? So tell me if he wanted to end this thing right here and now what would you do?"
Dean sighed, "I'd be sad, but if he wanted to end it, we would end it and go back to being just regular brothers."
John frowned, "End it."
Dean shook his head, "I can't. And I won't. Sam has to be the one to end it."
"But he won't will he? He loves you too much," John said with utter disgust.
Dean shrugged as Sam burst into the room, "No!"
"Sammy?"
"No, Dean, don't end it, please. I love you, I don't wanna stop. I don't care what dad, or society or anyone says, I love you and as far as I'm concerned, they could all go to hell."
John frowned, "I can't even bear the sight of you two right now, but unfortunately we still have a job to do. So here's the plan, I just got word that Meg is killing all the people I know to get this gun. Dean, you and Sam are gonna take this gun and use it on the demon when he comes for the family. Meanwhile I'm gonna go and take a fake copy to Meg. Hopefully that'll get her off our backs."
Dean just nodded. He knew that was his dad was gonna do would be risky but he knew better than to speak right now. John handed Dean the gun and nodded to him. Dean sighed and he and Sam headed to their motel room.
TBC...
