my_sam_dean (my_sam_dean) wrote in wincest_is_best, @ 2008-04-22 12:36:00 |
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Title: Twisted, Part Three
Author/Artist: my_sam_dean
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Rating: NC-17
Theme #: 2 - Mine
Disclaimer: I own nothiing Supernatural. Warnings: Slash, Incest. The boys talk.
They sat down on the bed, close but not touching.
"I screwed up when I made my suggestion, Sam. I screwed you up, and I'm sorry for that. I'd just seen you grieving over Jessica and wanted to help." Dean was silent and Sam let it sink in. "But, I don't feel guilty about loving you. It was twisted how I figured it out, but it's real. Do you blame me for this?"
"No," Sam laughed a little. "Your plan actually did make me feel better the first few times. It was only after I realized that I loved you that way that I got, well, confused. I shouldn't have let you think it was about Jessica after that. I should have told you the truth. But, it felt so good to be loved like that again. It's no excuse. It's just what I did."
Dean nodded. "This love that you have for me, how would you describe it?"
Sam looked at Dean, bewildered by his question.
"It this something that feels fleeting, temporary, fluffy or fireworks?"
"No."
"Is it constant, demanding and intense?"
"Yeah," it started to make sense to Sam. "It's as solid as we've always been and stronger than anything I've ever felt."
"No one else would understand this, Sam."
"I know."
"But, we could have it, be everything to each other. We'd just need to start at the beginning," Dean reasoned.
"How do we do that?" Sam moved his hand to cover Dean's.
"Looks like you just did," Dean replied. "We take it slow and make sure it's what we want."
"I know what I want," Sam's brown eyes were unwavering as he looked directly at Dean.
Dean fell into those eyes, smiled and said, "I want you."
Sam put his other hand on Dean's shoulder pulling him closer to him.
Dean gave him a hug and whispered in his ear, "Starting tonight, Sammy, it's just me and you."
"Only ever you," Sam's voice made Dean's heart race as he felt more secure and loved than he ever had.
The first road they took hadn't been the right one. When they started the second one, they knew which direction they were headed and why, even if their route wasn't planned. That made the journey all the sweeter.