Supernatural: Dean/Sam. Angsty and hot I do sort of wish that the ending wasn’t quite so “and they lived happily ever after” but it’s an enjoyable read nonetheless.
“I never wanted this,” Dean hisses, hands coming up to push at Sam as well, push him off Dean, a bloody finger print now where Dean’s injured palm connected with Sam’s chest. “I swore to myself the night before you left for Stanford, I’d never let it happen again!” he growls, his voice rising. “You fucked it up, Sammy!”