February 7, 2008 - 1 Adar I, 5768
Oh my sweet lord.
“Oh, Sam!”
Oh, Sam, indeed.
And oh, Dean. Oh, oh, Dean. *pets Dean*
I want to eat them both with a spoon and a cherry on top. I want to live in their pockets. I want to sit in the backseat of the Impala and listen to them bicker. I want to be in Sam’s duffel bag. I want to be Dean’s beer. I want to make them pies. I want to be bury myself at the crossroads and make Dean dig me up. I want to be the bullet in Dean’s gun, I want to be the plaid on Sam’s shirt, I want to look up lore on Sam’s laptop and give Dean the devil horns and drive fast on a dark road with the wind blowing and loud music playing.
GAWD DAMN I FUCKING LOVE SUPERNATURAL.
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