Morning - Sam/Dean - Snapshots!Verse
Title: Morning
Author: kimisgirl
Beta: none
Fandom/Genre: wincest, schmoop, romance, domesticity
Pairing (s): Dean/Sam
Rating: G
Word Count: 597
Warnings: Wincest
For my spn_30snapshots table: prompt: Morning
Follows, Hours
“Hey Sammy, get your giant ass up, we’re goin’ out!” Dean all but shouted in Sam’s ear from where he bent over their bed. A huge grin lighting up his face. To say he was excited was something of an understatement!
It was Christmas... more importantly, it was their first Christmas as a couple, the first since they stopped the apocalypse and Dean got Sam back. The first since they stopped hunting, bought a little place close to Bobbies and sort of kinda settled down. The thought made Dean snort happily. Because yeah, they were the picture of the American dream now... white picket fence and all. Apart from them both being dudes and brothers that is... It still amused Dean sometimes. He knew it should gross him out, that he should think it was wrong, dirty. But nothing about loving Sam could ever be considered that. And anyway, they had the blessing of an angel... literally. Castiel had even cleared both their names... or well, he’d just made their pasts disappear and given them squeaky clean records. So Dean could deal with the whole incest thing he decided.
Anyway, point was, in a week it would be Christmas day and Dean was gonna make this one special. No matter what Sam might say about not liking Christmas this one is important to Dean. Especially with the present that he has for him. God he felt nervous about what Sam might say about his present. It’s not like he can just return it if Sam doesn’t like it...
Sam will love it... Dean told himself. After all, they were married, at least in the eyes of... well an angel had married them. Dean was pretty sure that was a married as you can be. So this wasn’t such a big next step. He just wished Castiel had giving him a little more warning... but anyway, couldn’t be undone now. Dean wouldn’t allow it.
Sam stirred and growled, blinking eyes open slowly.
“Dean? What time is it?” Sam asked groggily and Dean chuckled knowing his brother would probably cause him bodily harm the moment he answered that.
“Six am sunshine, up and at em’” Dean replied cheerfully, smacking Sam on his exposed ass playfully and then moving out of harms way.
“The fuck Dean?” Sam mumbled as he sat up and glared at his husband.
“Got a surprise Sammy, come on, we gotta get there early or all the good ones will be gone.” Dean said as he throw a clean towel at Sam’s head and laughed when it got stuck over Sam’s face.
“Real cute Dean” Sam grumped and Dean’s smile softened. Sam was always grumpy in the mornings. It was all kinds of cute.
“Aww come on baby” he said softly as he sat down on the edge of the bed and rubbed circles into Sam’s broad back. He pressed a kiss into the sleep warm skin of his husband’s naked shoulder.
“Donna wanna be awake right now Dean” Sam mumbled, leaning back against Dean and sighing. “You’re gonna have to make it up to me later...”
Dean chuckled. “Promise Sammy, now get your fine ass in the shower” Dean have him one last squeeze and got up from the bed, heading down stairs to make coffee for his Neanderthal of a brother. Knowing that if they were going to get Sam out of the house and off to the Christmas tree farm within a decent amount of time, caffeine was going to be needed.
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Author: kimisgirl
Beta: none
Fandom/Genre: wincest, schmoop, romance, domesticity
Pairing (s): Dean/Sam
Rating: G
Word Count: 597
Warnings: Wincest
For my spn_30snapshots table: prompt: Morning
Follows, Hours
“Hey Sammy, get your giant ass up, we’re goin’ out!” Dean all but shouted in Sam’s ear from where he bent over their bed. A huge grin lighting up his face. To say he was excited was something of an understatement!
It was Christmas... more importantly, it was their first Christmas as a couple, the first since they stopped the apocalypse and Dean got Sam back. The first since they stopped hunting, bought a little place close to Bobbies and sort of kinda settled down. The thought made Dean snort happily. Because yeah, they were the picture of the American dream now... white picket fence and all. Apart from them both being dudes and brothers that is... It still amused Dean sometimes. He knew it should gross him out, that he should think it was wrong, dirty. But nothing about loving Sam could ever be considered that. And anyway, they had the blessing of an angel... literally. Castiel had even cleared both their names... or well, he’d just made their pasts disappear and given them squeaky clean records. So Dean could deal with the whole incest thing he decided.
Anyway, point was, in a week it would be Christmas day and Dean was gonna make this one special. No matter what Sam might say about not liking Christmas this one is important to Dean. Especially with the present that he has for him. God he felt nervous about what Sam might say about his present. It’s not like he can just return it if Sam doesn’t like it...
Sam will love it... Dean told himself. After all, they were married, at least in the eyes of... well an angel had married them. Dean was pretty sure that was a married as you can be. So this wasn’t such a big next step. He just wished Castiel had giving him a little more warning... but anyway, couldn’t be undone now. Dean wouldn’t allow it.
Sam stirred and growled, blinking eyes open slowly.
“Dean? What time is it?” Sam asked groggily and Dean chuckled knowing his brother would probably cause him bodily harm the moment he answered that.
“Six am sunshine, up and at em’” Dean replied cheerfully, smacking Sam on his exposed ass playfully and then moving out of harms way.
“The fuck Dean?” Sam mumbled as he sat up and glared at his husband.
“Got a surprise Sammy, come on, we gotta get there early or all the good ones will be gone.” Dean said as he throw a clean towel at Sam’s head and laughed when it got stuck over Sam’s face.
“Real cute Dean” Sam grumped and Dean’s smile softened. Sam was always grumpy in the mornings. It was all kinds of cute.
“Aww come on baby” he said softly as he sat down on the edge of the bed and rubbed circles into Sam’s broad back. He pressed a kiss into the sleep warm skin of his husband’s naked shoulder.
“Donna wanna be awake right now Dean” Sam mumbled, leaning back against Dean and sighing. “You’re gonna have to make it up to me later...”
Dean chuckled. “Promise Sammy, now get your fine ass in the shower” Dean have him one last squeeze and got up from the bed, heading down stairs to make coffee for his Neanderthal of a brother. Knowing that if they were going to get Sam out of the house and off to the Christmas tree farm within a decent amount of time, caffeine was going to be needed.
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