Disclaimer: Supernatural owns me, not the other way around.
Warnings: Yup, you guessed it more Wincest.
Summary: Their love was an inevitable and oh-so-beautiful kind of mess [wincest drabbles
My fave of the Installment:
A Beautiful Kind Of Mess
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Lonely
Sam curled tighter around Jess' back. He felt her smooth, soft skin and heard her comfortable heartbeat.
It was here, in the quiet with nothing to distract him from his beautiful girlfriend, that made him realise just how lonely he really was without Dean.
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Dirty
He felt like the biggest pervert in the world for doing it, but upon realising Sam wasn't in the toliet so long for 'conventional' reasons, Dean couldn't stop himself creeping to the door. When he peeked through the keyhole to witness Sam's first attempt at masterbation he thought he was dirty enough - until he heard a particually loud pant of his own name excaping those sinfully hot lips and he knew he was going to hell when he couldn't stop his own hand sneaking south to releive his own suddenly aching problem.
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Cut
Everytime Sam walked in on Dean shaving, the razor slipped. Dean would have cursed Sam for sleeping naked, it it wasn't he himself that stripped of the younger mans clothing every night.
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Ache
"It ached every day when you were gone," Dean finally confessed.
Sam shifted a little, tightening his embrace around his big brother, but remained asleep.
Dean smirked softly and pressed a kiss on the relaxed brow before him, "one day i'll tell you that when you're awake."
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Insult
No matter how far along they were or how lust-riddled Sam's brain was, any time Dean whispered 'Sammy' instead of just 'Sam' the younger man pulled away and left, leaving a horny as hell brother on the bed to kick himself repeatedly over the slip.
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Bed
It didn't matter where the ended up falling asleep, not really.
For all their whining and complaining the next morning they got a perfect nights sleep whenever they were sleeping together.
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Inapropriate
Carefully, I worded my words so they came out platonic.
Cautiously, I bent my tone so it was easy rather then painful.
Making sure I didn't stare to long at Sam's ass, or say anything to 'inapropriate; in front of the girlfriend Sam replaced me with.
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Instead
The words came to his lips easily in the darkness, names and whispers habitual to him by now.
But Sam bit his lip harshly and reminded himself to say 'Jess' instead of 'Dean' and 'your gorgous' instead of 'god how I love you'.
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Innuendo
Dean was never sure if it was his imagination of not, but every second sentance out of Sam''s mouth seemed to be an innuendo aimed at him.
No wonder he seemed so impatient to call it a night and crawl into bed beside his brother.
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Smirk
It always had him worried, Dean's smirk, but it was the good type of worry, the kind that had a blush spreading across his cheeks and dirty, dirty thoughts invading his head.
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Sketch
Sam knew he couldn't draw, not really.
But Dean used to sketch the most beautiful pictures of him asleep that Sam felt he ought to give it a try.
To his credit, Dean did try not to laugh at his attempt.
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Storm
Sam's smile was the calm before the storm, the ash before an eruption - but most of all...
Sam's smile was only like that for Dean.
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Gift
Valentine's Day.
How demeaning...
Heartsm ribbons and flowers everywhere!
Erg, Dean hated the tradition.
Damn, he hated the very thought of the tradition.
But when Sammy snuck back in after his not-so-sneaky sneak right out with a little box that he did not have when he left, Dean was curious.
Sammy blushed bright pink.
Hurriedly, he checked for their father.
He handed the box over and fidgited.
Dean opened the box and pulled out the small peice of cardboard inside.
'I'm your gift, forever,' it read.
Dean couldn't help his giddy smile, but he punched his kid-brother on the arm for the unnessesary sap -
And pulled him into a sweet kiss for the very same reason.
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Coffee
Dean is just as good as coffee at getting me up in the mornings.
It's just to bad he's also the reason I was up all night.
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Memories
Sam knows without a doubt he would have given in, given up on ever seeing his brother again if it weren't for all the times Dean had promised to never leave him.
All he had were the memories, but good or bad, those memories were enough to keep him going.
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Clutter
They never had built up the usual kind of clutter, all they kept was Dean's car, Sam's laptop and their dad's computer. Everything could be replaced, easily.
It was a quiet dat, and a surprising one, when Sam realised both what he had now was all he needed and it was just because Dean was there that made things so simple.
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Denial
I refuse to tell Sammy. I refuse it.
Nothing he says or does can make me confess just how much it hurt when he left me behind.
And if he asks...
I'll deny it.
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Need
Dean needed Sam like air - without Sam, Dean knew he couldn't live.
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Scare
It scared Sam just how easy kissing Jess was.
When he kissed Dean it was like a jolt of lightening, and invisable chill racing up both their spines.
When he kissed Jess, their lips met. She smiled.
It scared Sam that the kiss was so easy, felt so wrong. It just proved he could never feel an inch of love like he felt a mountain of for Dean.
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Fall
Falling in love with each other may have been a fall from grace, but Dean didn't have far to fall anyway - and he made sure to do all he could to cusion his brothers landing.
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Flicker
Sam threw Dean on shore and froze above him, beyond frightened and sure there was no way Dan could be alive after all that time under...
A flicker of eyelids, a tug of breath, "Sammy?"
And Sam decended with a harsh, praising and greatful kiss.
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Claim
Blood relation or no - Dean never let Sammy leave his side without some sort of claim on his brothers body to tell anyone who dared to search - his brother was well and truley taken.
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Authors Notes: Okay, im running low on words in my 'random bkom word list' so throw me a few in your reveiw and i'll put drabbles to them, kay? Mucho love!
