Dean writes DEAN WINCHESTER, in blocky, wiggly letters—he loves to feel Sam breathe, but it’s hard to keep the pen steady down his back—and then adds, “ ‘s little brother” crawling down his spine.
He’s just started “Best Winchester in the world” across Sam’s ribs when his brother curves his head around and bites at his neck.
WORDS CANNOT EXPRESS MY LOVE FOR THIS. It's such a beautiful piece.
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Date: 2011-04-02 11:36 pm (UTC)He’s just started “Best Winchester in the world” across Sam’s ribs when his brother curves his head around and bites at his neck.
WORDS CANNOT EXPRESS MY LOVE FOR THIS. It's such a beautiful piece.