Title: Dude, I am adorable
Summary: Dean insisted that he was adorable, and Sammy was just jealous of his good looks.
Pairing: Well…I'm not sure if it's Wincest, I just know there's adorable Dean, and cookies. Does that count?
Warnings: Dean Winchester is actually an adorable koala bear? There is just fluff I guess…I think this is fluff. This is fluff. It's very short. I'm so sorry. I'm not really sorry.
Disclaimer: Obviously I don't own anything Supernatural or anything related to it.
Dean Winchester had stared down the plate of cookies for nearly an hour. He felt his fingers twitch, they begged to grab the plate and shatter it, devour the cookies it told him. He sighed, and looked away again. No, those were Sam's cookies. Sam worked hard to make those. Those were Sammy's. Sammy's. SAMMY'S.
"Fuck it." He muttered, mostly to himself, fingers snatched up two cookies at once. He shoved them into his mouth without so much as a second thought. His mouth felt like it was filled with a piece was heaven, which was ironic because y'know…yeah. He didn't care though. Dean continued to enjoy the cookies in his mouth, but froze when he lifted his gaze.
Sam Winchester, little brother, tall as hell, stood in the doorway. His arms were crossed even. Like a mother hen really, with that thought in mind, Dean tried not to choke on the mushy cookie corpses in his mouth.
"You ate my cookies." Sam's frown deepened. Was he flexing?
"Dude." Sammy was flexing! Oh. My. God.
"These cookies were practically begging me." Dean said with a full mouth. He looked like a child, a child who put his greedy hands in the candy bowls and didn't care if people stared. That was Dean. The candy stealing idiot.
"Ew." Sam's nose wrinkled when he made a face, disgusted by the view of the mushed cookies inside of Dean's mouth whenever his brother spoke.
Sam hadn't expected much from his brother. Those cookies had been freshly baked, and put out on display. It was like luring in a rabbit with a carrot, well, no, Dean was far from a rabbit…
The hunter had noticed the look though, "Dude, I'm adorable." Dean insisted, a grin even when he swallowed. The taller of the two scoffed, obviously playing oblivious brother all of a sudden to Dean's great sense of good looks and cute little smiles.
"You're an idiot."
"Adorable idiot." Dean corrected him. Sam rolled his eyes, and walked out, "Hey, those are some tight wranglers by the way!"
He'd never seen Sammy blush that much before.