A.N. 1. I don't know whether to apologize for the number of references. It's literally 12:30 in the morning and I'm writing this while listening to a playlist of Fall Out Boy, Panic! at the Disco and My Chemical Romance... It's not okay. 2. Keep giving suggestions, they are much appreciated. 3. This is the first time I'm going to try to change the point of view. Tell me what you think!
I literally couldn't wait for Saturday, so you people get two updates this week. XD
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Dean's POV
I've come to terms with it. It's not like I can change. I need to tell Sam that I think I may have fallen in love with him. The only problem is... you can't exactly just come out and say something like that to your younger sibling. I need to test the waters. "Hey man, we need to take a break bro." (I hope someone gets this.) "What do you mean a break?" I frowned, what else could I mean? "A break, Sam, like you know, a vacation, stop hunting for a bit and take some time for ourselves." What was he so confused about? "Are you okay, Dean, I would've never expected you to take a break." I nodded. "I'm okay, I promise." He actually agreed, I am most definitely not okay.
Sam's POV
Dean is acting weird, why would he want to take a break so suddenly? He's always been so focused on saving people, hunting things, the family business. "This better be worth it." I told him. "I hope it is." I heard him mumble under his breath. He didn't say anything else. I don't think he knows I heard what he said. What does it mean?
He ended up taking us to this nice lake. He even brought us a picnic lunch. I laid down a smallish blanket for us to sit on and have lunch. He ended up sitting right next to me. I ended up staring at him for a few minutes. He was wearing a nice tight black t-shirt. I was staring at how his muscles bulged from the material. I looked away, trying not to concentrate on how I wanted to be the friction in his jeans.
Dean's POV
I caught him staring at me. Could this mean something? He was staring intently at my biceps. I wore this shirt for a reason. Once we both finished eating, I moved slightly closer to him. He didn't budge. I looked at him. His lips are the definition of perfection. With a burst of adrenaline, I placed one of hands onto his thigh. "Wha-what are you doing?" he asked. I looked back at his face. His eyes are the size of the moon, but he looked more nervous than scared. "I really want to try something." He looked at me confused. I slowly leaned into his pale pink lips until they finally touched. He didn't do anything other than sit there. Why did it feel so right to me if he thought it was wrong? I pulled back, slightly disappointed. Suddenly, he grabbed my face, pulled it to his and kissed my lips again. I immediately kissed back.
Sam's POV
I had no idea Dean felt the same I do about him. When he finally kissed me, I was too shocked and surprised to kiss back. The hurt in his eyes after he pulled away actually pained me. I am in love with my brother, and he is in love with me.
TO BE CONTINUED
(A.N. I'm so done with myself now. I really hope at least one person out there gets the references.)
