Title: So Distant The Closer We Get
By: Bridget McKennitt
Pairing: unrequited Sam/Dean
Word Count: 222
Challenge: supernatural100's prompt thaw
Contains: No warnings in as far I know that can't be extrapolated from the header itself.
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They don't talk about it much, Sam and Dean. They were only just beginning to mend their relationship and Sam did not want to fuck it all up.
So even when Dean walked around the motel room with his shirt off or would jerk off in the middle of the night, the TV screen the only source of light and the focus of Dean's attention, Sam ignored it. He ignored the brushes of Dean's hand against him when he reached for a bag of chips or the newspaper. He ignored it all.
Sam had to, if he wanted Dean's cold shoulder to thaw towards him. But that would never happen if Dean knew Sam kept thinking about that case, if Dean knew the extent of Sam's depravity.
It wasn't Sam's fault that fairy dust would rev up Dean's sex drive until he was so desperate for sex that he dry humped Sam into the ground. It wasn't Sam's fault that he kissed Dean, though if he was honest about it, it was more like he ravished Dean. Couldn't get enough of his brother. It wasn't his fault that afterward, he couldn't stop thinking about the few moments when he had Dean as more than just a brother.
They don't talk about it much, but that doesn't stop Sam from thinking about it.
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