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Tweak says, "no matter who you're ever with"

Dean Winchester hugs baby trees (withgunsdrawn) wrote in wariscoming,
@ 2010-10-19 17:49:00

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adam milligan, dean winchester

Who? Dean and Adam
What? Awkward newly-discovered-brothers bonding? Or, okay, beer and burgers, no promises on the bonding thing.
Where? Adam's apartment
When? This evening.
Rating? ...nothing epic?

Dean could think of at least a dozen ways this could go horribly wrong. Or, okay, way more than a dozen, since there were a lot of totally random things that could just kind of happen that would probably be classified as horribly wrong, but he meant less with the random explosions and more awkwardness that would get out of hand and swallow them both whole.

Sure, he was trying to be optimistic about this - he really was. That was why he’d made contact in the first place - because it really wasn’t Adam he was upset with. About, yeah, but it wasn’t Adam's fault that Dad had kept him a secret, it wasn’t his fault their family was such a dysfunctional wreck - and before he’d known who the kid was, he’d thought he was a pretty okay guy, even though their interaction had been limited to the boards. So it might not go terribly, right?

But optimism only got him as far as the hallway before it completely disappeared and left him dealing with the choice between turning around and going to his own apartment, or continuing and dealing with how horribly uncomfortable this was going to be, how many different facets of wrong it was to be going to see a brother that wasn’t Sam... Dean was stubborn enough to keep going until he got to the right room, though; he’d already flaked out once, and he wasn’t about to do it again, especially not after he’d been the one to offer it this time around. So he knocked on the right door, shifting the pack of beer in one hand while he waited for the door to be answered.

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thirdbrother
2010-10-19 10:23 pm UTC (link)

Adam was hoping that at some point he'd stop having awkward meals with people. Especially family members. On that note, he was also hoping that there wouldn't be any more family members coming out of the woodwork on him. But, there was no way to know for sure. For all Adam knew, there could be even more brothers, or even sisters, out there that John didn't feel like telling him about, and that would mean there were other kids out there that watched their moms struggling like he watched his. Man, Adam still kinda thought his dad was a bastard.

Not having all that much money here in Lawrence, Adam just grabbed some burgers from a nearby McDonalds. He hadn't been back for long when he heard a knock on the door. Not quite ready for the awkward to commence, he paused for a moment before finally making his way to the door and pulling it open.

"Hey," he said simply when he saw Dean standing there, case of beer in hand. "Come on in." Adam wasn't really sure what else to say, so he just stepped back and opened the door further to let him in.

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withgunsdrawn
2010-10-20 02:04 pm UTC (link)

The brief delay before the door opened had Dean even more on-edge than he had been, torn between slinking away, and kicking the door in to make sure nothing had gone wrong... which was a slightly irrational response, probably, since he didn’t even know the kid, and he didn’t think anything could have gotten into the complex, but it wasn’t like Winchesters and those close to them didn’t often get themselves in trouble, or anything. Plus, he’d already been killed once before, which meant ... well, it didn’t actually mean anything in particular, but it wasn’t like it was completely unlikely that something had gone wrong.

Not that he was sure he even cared, aside from he’s a person, people shouldn’t be monster chow, because for all that they were related, he had no actual connection with the kid. Which was the whole reason this was going to suck out loud.

Anyway, that didn’t matter, because Adam opened the door quick enough that Dean hadn’t done either of those things, just shifted uneasily in place for a second while he tried to decide what to do, and he offered a bright grin that probably looked mostly genuine to anyone who didn’t really know him. It was the kind of smile he often used on-the-job, all acting - but he was good at what he did, so it didn’t look as fake as it was. One point in his favor, but not many others, because unlike Adam he didn’t even have anything basic to say, just an awkward “Uh, thanks,” that was practically a mumble as he moved inside.

...right, inside and now he had no idea what the hell he was doing. He wasn’t used to things like this; it would have been easier if they’d been somewhere else, out in public - a restaurant, or a bar, or something. Then he’d be able to be a little more relaxed, a little less feeling like he was walking that thin line between intruder and guest, both roles which he wasn’t very good at playing.

...Yeah, this was probably a really bad idea.

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