Disclaimers: Don't own.
Title: First Kiss
Rating: T
Summary: Sammy takes care of his Dean. weechesters!Dean/Sam
Warnings: 3yrs!Sam, 7yrs!Dean, cuteness, first kisses
Author's note: This turned out far cuter than I expected…
Sammy grins up at him with big eyes, little dimples creasing his cheeks. "De'n, De'n! Look at the doggie!" He's waggling the soft, tan pup up and down, as Dean tries to finish his multiplication problems. Dean glares viciously at 4 x 24=?, wishing briefly that his school would be ambushed by vampires so he could ignore it and play with his brother. "D'eeeeen! Look, the doggie!" The three year old adamantly pulled himself up to clutch at his brothers worn jeans. Dean glanced at the watering eyes and set aside his work.
"Come on, Sammy. What's the doggie doing?" He says, grabbing his brother up under the arms and carrying him and the stuffed animal over to their motel bed.
Sammy beams, his tiny fingers softly patting at his dog's ears. "'E's not doin' nything."
"Really? Then why do you want me to look at him?" Dean laughs, stretching out on the scratchy comforter and relaxing with his head on mounds of confiscated pillows.
With a crawl and giggle, a boy and a dog flounce onto his stomach and wiggles up to stare at him. "Cause De'n's sad." Sammy pronounces grandly, shoving the soft dog onto the pillow. Sighing, Dean drapes one arm over the warm back and the other he tangles in the soft, brown curls.
"Pain, pain go away. Come again some other day." Dean murmurs, pressing a light kiss on the smooth forehead and smoothing his hand up and down his brother's back. Sammy giggles and leans down, pushing his lips firmly against Dean's.
"'Ain, 'ain go away, come 'gain some oth'r day!" He chirps and nestles his face into Dean's neck.
