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Song rec for Number 6, Must Be Dreaming, by Frou Frou. Have rediscovered my love for Frou Frou recently, so hope you like it.
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For the Friday Prompt, Whisper, over at spn_drabble .
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Even then Dean knew they were special words, words which had a certain power to them, a certain truth, to be used carefully and wisely. Leaning over baby Sammy's crib, listening out for Daddy in the other room, tears in his eyes, bottle clutched in his hand, snoring softly, Dean kissed Sammy on the forehead, breathing in the lingering scent on mommy that clung to Sam.
Mommy had always whispered the words to Dean and now mommy wasn't here, Dean knew he'd do it for Sam, would take care of Sam.
“I love you Sammy, angels are watching over you.”
...Sight
The first time Dean saw him, he felt like he had been punched in the gut,
Sam likes to watch Dean clean his weapons.
It is blisteringly hot mid August in Phoenix. The sun is high in the sky, beating down on his neck as he watches his brother, always watching his brother. And Dean steps away to admire his baby, dripping sponge in hand, sweat damp hair, a streak of dirt across his cheek bone and stretches, shoulders and neck cracking, strip of tanned skin exposed, begging to be touched.
And suddenly Sam can’t breath.
And he doesn’t know why and he certainly doesn’t want to analyse why when Dean turns and flashs a grin in his direction, the world suddenly seems brighter.
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Watch
In his defense, John told him to watch over his little brother. Although he probably didn’t mean watch him, like he was the most fascinating thing in the world.