Beauty To Sam 1/1
Title: Beauty To Sam
Author: Sagaluthien Saga Chriztine
Fandom, Characters: SPN, Sam/Dean
Rating, warning: PG-13
Sequel/Companion: To Dean's Beauty
Beta: Chubchester
Disclaimer: I just borrowed them for a little, with no intention to intimate or degrade. There has not been any profit to this.
Author's Note: First, is this written for chubwinchesters and their Drabble-a-thon. Found here.
Set sometime in the fat!Dean!verse
Masterpost: Here is links to all of the stories in the verse.
Summary: Sam watching his brother, and come to think about what their life has become.
Unknown to Dean, Sam stood in the window watching him. It was a nice day, warm, cloud free and more than nice to spend outside. It had lured Dean out, and not only to the bench on the porch. The days with him going beyond their yard were becoming less and less. Most would say it was sad and Sam could agree with them, but if Dean decided he didn't want to then he would not push his brother. He loved him anyway. Always had and always would.
Dean had gone to his beloved car, which was now Sam’s to take care of and drive. Sam he was amazed that the Impala still worked, though Dean had taught him well. Sam saw how Dean stood stroking the hood. For a moment Sam wished he could read minds, but he could think what Dean thought and felt anyway. He had to miss his car. Before the Impala was his number one. Now he had changed the order of what he liked best and that after how he could do it.
Today it looked like it was food that came first. After that came sex with Sam. If Dean would have been able to fit in the car Sam was sure it would have come higher on his list. Now Sam had no doubt that Dean missed to both ride and drive the Impala that always had been his brother's beauty. It was a long time since Dean had sit in it. Dean could not fit in it anymore and Sam guessed Dean would be too heavy.
Sam probably should have been disgusted by the look Dean had now, but it was rather the opposite. He wanted to believe that for Dean being big, fat was the way he or they could be normal. Not bother about any hunting. Sam was happy as long as Dean was happy.
Sam thought he had a lot to repay to Dean, so he had promised himself to never complain and do what he could for his brother. With Dean 's increasing body the household had come to depend more and more on Sam to keep it going.
Even if Sam loved Dean no matter what he looked like he could wish that Dean had stayed at a weight were he still could fit into the Impala or that he would want to lose some to be able to do it. Sam would not break his promise and not even mention his thoughts about his brother to Dean.
When Sam was about to go back to making dinner he saw how Dean tried to come as close to the Impala he could. Sam smiled, sure he had been right in his thoughts that Dean would have wanted to be in his car. Seeing his brother and knowing his weakness gave him an idea. Sam went to the phone and made a call. Next week Dean would get a surprise*.
After the phone call Sam went to finish the dinner, knowing when that was ready Dean would be starving, as he always was these days. Working in the kitchen made Sam to continue to think about how their life had turned out. Not doing any more hunting had not only been good for Dean, even Sam had put on some weight, but he could keep his more stable and he was a long way from be as overweight as Dean.
Sam also loved that they could sort of live a normal life and that he had a work at the library. Even better was that since they settled down they could get friends, though the very best beauty had to be Dean. Hopefully not many would know what they did behind closed doors.
~*~*~ The End ~*~*~
* A promise it will be a direct sequel to telling what the surprise is.