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spn Ficlet for s6 (Sam/Dean, R)
Sep. 23rd, 2013 04:59 pmspn ficlet for s6: "Bare"
Dean is a year out of practice. One year of the Impala under a tarp, one year's worth of old books with no new answers, one year's worth of hidden bottles drained faster than Lisa could find them, one year of Dean's guilty grimace and Lisa's patient understanding. All Dean can think about is Sam, in the Pit, the way time stretches out eternally there, Sam's never-ceasing torment that Dean can practically feel. Books and liquor and days crawl by glacier slow, till a whole year has passed and Sam is back.
He's freaking huge. Dean was used to Sam's extra four inches in height, but the size of Sam now makes Dean feel small. The look in Sam's eyes makes Dean feel small, the little smirk around Sam's perfect lips, the assessing gaze in his dark eyes.
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Dean is a year out of practice. One year of the Impala under a tarp, one year's worth of old books with no new answers, one year's worth of hidden bottles drained faster than Lisa could find them, one year of Dean's guilty grimace and Lisa's patient understanding. All Dean can think about is Sam, in the Pit, the way time stretches out eternally there, Sam's never-ceasing torment that Dean can practically feel. Books and liquor and days crawl by glacier slow, till a whole year has passed and Sam is back.
He's freaking huge. Dean was used to Sam's extra four inches in height, but the size of Sam now makes Dean feel small. The look in Sam's eyes makes Dean feel small, the little smirk around Sam's perfect lips, the assessing gaze in his dark eyes.
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