Chapter 3- Surprises.
"Dean!" Sam yelled.
"What? What?" Dean jerked his eyes open, and swerved the impala just in time.
"Dean, you fuckin' almost hit a tree man!" Sam continued yelling.
Dean didn't reply.
"Dean, stop the car" Sam said in a low voice (you can also call it Sam's 'warning' voice).
Dean pretended like Sam had spoken in Chinese.
"Dean, stop the car before I throw open the motherfuckin' door!" Sam yelled again.
This time, Dean stopped the car, because he knew that if he didn't listen to his younger brother, he would do exactly what he said he would.
As soon as the car came to a complete halt, Sam threw open the door, walked to the driver's side, opened the door, and effortlessly dragged his older brother out of the car. Dean didn't protest, because he had difficulty opening his eyes to even glare at his brother. Dean felt like his eyes were on fire from being focused on a single thing (the road) for so long.
Sam seated Dean gently on the passenger side, brushed his cheek lightly with his fingers, and went over to the driver's side.
Dean rested his head on Sam's shoulder.
"I love you De" Sam said, looking at Dean, who he thought was already asleep.
Dean had to force himself not to jerk open his eyes. The last time Sam said it, he was asleep, but now? Sam was completely conscious, and yet… he said those three words. Dean's mind started whirling with thoughts.
Do I have feelings for Sammy? But he's my brother! I'm supposed to take care of him, not fall in love with him. That'll make him more vulnerable. God, what sorta mess am I in now? Still.. I …
….and thus, Dean fell asleep.