[ who knows. All Dean actually knows is that little bot chirping above his head is getting pretty dang annoying. ]
... Oh, fine. If you're not going to do it, I will.
[ and he just reaches up, yanks on Sam's collar and plants a big kiss right on Sam's lips. And for the record, his eyes were closed and he held that kiss for exactly 1.5 seconds.
And then he dry heaved. Because honestly, that was his bro. ]