Disclaimer : I don't own Supernatural.
Author's Note : I am a firm believer in better late than never, hence here is the first E/O update I've done in a very, very long time. (Which I had done by last Saturday, actually, but I forgot to upload). Anyway, I'm rewatching all of Supernatural from Season 1, which inspired some of this Stanford-era angst-ness. Do let me know what you think, even if it is a subtle (or not so subtle) hint to never write again. Enjoy.
Mirror
He's looking in the mirror as he's brushing his teeth and it's all perfectly normal. He sees Jess moving around their bedroom in the reflection and most of the time, he can convince himself that this is what he wants and needs.
Most of the time, he ignores those green eyes and cheeky smirk that always seem to dance at the corners of his eyes. But today isn't most days. It's his birthday and he can't quite bring himself to call him. So he just goes back to trying to convince himself that this is what's normal for him now.
