Holy hell. When I said I remembered loving some of your fic that I'd read, over on tumblr, I knew what I was talking about. :) Because, just, woah. This was so amazingly gorgeous. I feel like I can't even begin to express how much love I have for it.
They're not looking through a Winchester lens, after all, and if by 'boyfriend' they mean 'whole world' - well.
But his fingers maybe brush along Sam's collar as he turns toward the door; maybe take a second to touch the soft hair at Sam's nape. Dean would never admit it, obviously, and Sam would never bring it up, but there it is all the same, I know and me too and of course in that tiniest touch of Dean's fingers.
There's no box for this, for them.
I honestly could've quoted like, almost every line, because the whole thing was that damn gorgeous, but these few were just, just, idek, fucking phenomenal, that's what I'll go with. They were just so indicitive of everything that the boys are, and like, not just in this fic, but in Show. What a beautiful portrait you've painted of everything they mean, everything they are. Thank you so so much!! <3 <3 <3
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They're not looking through a Winchester lens, after all, and if by 'boyfriend' they mean 'whole world' - well.
But his fingers maybe brush along Sam's collar as he turns toward the door; maybe take a second to touch the soft hair at Sam's nape. Dean would never admit it, obviously, and Sam would never bring it up, but there it is all the same, I know and me too and of course in that tiniest touch of Dean's fingers.
There's no box for this, for them.
I honestly could've quoted like, almost every line, because the whole thing was that damn gorgeous, but these few were just, just, idek, fucking phenomenal, that's what I'll go with. They were just so indicitive of everything that the boys are, and like, not just in this fic, but in Show. What a beautiful portrait you've painted of everything they mean, everything they are. Thank you so so much!! <3 <3 <3