Supernatural Fan Fiction ❯ Fey Child ❯ Chapter 7

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Chapter 7

 

 

Dean snapped awake at the first whimper. He frowned and rolled over to see Sam's face. He'd thought Sam was over the nightmares, he hadn't had one since the whole fey revelation so why was he having one now? Dean tried to make out Sam's features in the dim light but couldn't since Sam was facing the other way. He froze as Sam rolled over and then moved as close as he could to Dean. That was when Dean realised it definitely wasn't a nightmare. He tried to shift back away but Sam followed him across the mattress, whimpering again. Sam latched onto his shirt with one hand and rolled so he was half on top of Dean, making him very uncomfortable especially when Sam began moving against him. This was why they hadn't shared a bed very often once Dean had hit puberty; it led to too many awkward moments.

 

Though who Sam was dreaming of had him curious. He hoped it wasn't Jess, then he would have to watch Sam getting depressed again. And the thought of it being Cearnach...okay so they guy had helped Sam through some difficult things but Dean just didn't like him. He didn't care if it was a male Sam was dreaming about, he'd realised years ago that Sam was just as likely to stare at a guy as a girl and it had never bothered him, it was just part of what made Sam who he was. He'd tried it himself, once, and hadn't really seen what Sam did in the experience but if it made Sam happy that was fine.

 

But knowing those things about Sam and having him dreaming like that while pressed up against him where two totally different things. They were brothers! Well, they had been raised as brothers and while he didn't mind letting Sam hug him anymore this was a bit much! What made is worse was the way his own treacherous body was beginning to react. The question was what would be more embarrassing? Stopping Sam and risking him waking up or let him sleep and try to sneak out of bed later to clean up and hope that didn't wake him? Sam unfortunately took the choice away from him leaving Dean blushing and trying to move his leg away from the dampness seeping through. At least the embarrassment had killed his problem. What had his eyes going wide was the small whisper Sam let out as he resettled.

 

“Dean.”

 

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Sam stretched sleepily and then opened his eyes to find he'd rolled onto Dean at some point during the night. He moved off of him, wanting to let him sleep, and then headed for the bathroom to shower for the day. He froze when he saw the evidence left behind in his boxer's but then shrugged it off. At least he hadn't woken Dean or else he would have been up to tease him by now, not that it would really work since he couldn't remember the dream other than a feeling of complete love and safety and there was no way he was admitting that to Dean. He showered, dressed and then headed out to get breakfast.

 

Once sure Sam was gone Dean opened his eyes and sat on the edge of the bed. Looked like Sam thought he'd slept through it all so no embarrassing conversations in their day, good. Now he just had to act like he hadn't heard Sam call his name, should be easy, right? Dean groaned and fell back against the mattress, life just git a whole lot more complicated.

 

TBC...

Consider this a small filler until I've finished moving.