Day 25: Gazing Into Each Other's Eyes

Title: Safe Eye-Sex

Summary: Basically Sam is just tired of Dean and Cas' shit and gets really sassy about it.

Notes: Best summary ever, I know. But it's true.

Are they done yet, Sam wondered, briefly looking up from his laptop to check on the hunter and angel and grimacing at what he saw, nope. Guess not.

Dean and Castiel had been just staring at each other for an ungodly (and non-platonic, quite frankly) amount of time. So long, in fact, that Sam had even forgotten what they'd been talking about (well...what he himself was talking about. All the hunter and angel contributed to the conversation were brief longing looks at each other and thinly veiled flirting).

"So," Sam prompted awkwardly, glancing back down at his laptop and trying not to drown in the vast amount of sexual tension in the air, "In just a decade, six people have died in that house."

At Sam's voice, Dean broke out of his pathetic daze, glancing over at him coolly as if he hadn't been molesting a friggin' Angel of The Lord with his leering gaze, "Sounds suspicious. There anything on how?"

"No," Sam responded, "All different circumstances. But they did all die in the attic."

"Attic," Dean repeated before a mischievous grin lit up on his features, switching his gaze to rest (surprise, surprise) on the angel, "Hey, Cas, spell attic." The angel gave him a bemused look while Sam slapped a hand over his face and groaned at his brother's immature nature.

"Okay, Dean," Cas replied warily, noticing the dangerous glint in the hunter's gaze but never being able to refuse him, "A-T-T-I-C." Dean busted into laughter, earning a confused tilt of the head from Cas and an annoyed eye roll from his brother.

"What are you, ten?" Sam asked crossly, causing Dean to just roll his eyes.

"Come on, that was funny." The hunter told him, but Sam just gave him a disapproving expression.

"Dean, I don't understand," Castiel said, staring at Dean with pure puzzlement in his blue eyes, "Why is spelling so humorous all of a sudden?"

"Nothing, Cas," Dean dismissed with a chuckle, taking a few steps forward and clasping the angel on the back, "It's a human thing."

"No, it's an immaturity thing." Sam muttered but with one glance up, he knew his retort fell on deaf ears. Dean's hand on Castiel's back remained as the two, just a mere foot away between them, locked gazes. With distaste, he watched as his brother's eyes darkened in interest, a small portion of his tongue becoming visible as it swiped over his bottom lip. Disturbingly, he glanced over and saw Castiel swallow hard, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"Damn, Dean, at least buy a condom." Sam mumbled just for the sake of retaining at least some sanity, "You know what they taught us in school: safe sex." Safe eye-sex, that is...

Author's Note: I love Sassy!Sam as much as I love Cockblocking!Sam (which is to say a lot). Review, follow, favorite