Fourth of July, 1996
in which repressed feelings come to the surface and years of pining come to a close… sort of.
inspired by the fireworks scene from dean’s heaven in 5x16
sam x dean
- weecest, first kiss, fluff with a lil hint of angst for spice
words: 1334
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There’s a spark in Sammy’s eyes, and Dean’s not sure he’s ever seen anything quite like it. He’s happy. Really, truly happy, and God, it makes Dean’s chest ache. What he wouldn’t give to see Sam like this all the time. Is this what life would’ve been like had they been raised like real kids?
They weren’t, though. They weren’t raised like normal kids. Hell, there wasn’t a damn thing about their lives that came even close to normal. Whatever the fuck normal meant anyway.