onlytobenormal | camping trip

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So, Sam checked around, asked a few friends, and finally found a nice little secluded spot for him and Dean to take that little camping trip they'd planned forever ago. All that had been left was getting supplies together, making plans, and then waiting for the time off to go. But it had all happened and it had all gone smoothly, thankfully. He'd been looking forward to this for awhile after all.

Soon as they'd gotten away from the heavy traffic, gotten off by themselves, Sam hadn't had any problem curling up against Dean in the Impala either as they drove. Mostly just contentedly leaning against him, chatting if something came to mind or just watching the scenery pass them by. His hand rested against the other's thigh sometimes, just affectionately touching or squeezing him.

Sam didn't miss the hunting, but sometimes he missed this... the car rides with Dean when things were comfortable enough conversation wasn't always necessary and they were just content in enjoying the others' company

They weren't too far from their campsite now, from the directions he'd gotten and Sam couldn't deny he was getting a little excited over it.

He leaned his head on the other's shoulder, eyes darting up to his face for a few moments as a smile curled his lips. He moved again soon enough, shifting until his lips were grazing the Dean's jaw affectionately. "So, after we get set up, what are we doing first?"

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"Yeah, well, you're my big brother, you're right. You wouldn't hurt me."

He settled in when he was tugged over towards the lake, settling in comfortably to rest up a bit and he leaned back when Dean joined him, tipping his head back to get a look up at his brother, one of his hands seeking out Dean's. "You do realize this is like... really sappy, right? Cuddling together in the grass..."

"Never intentionally."

He tightened his arms around his brother, smiling when Sam went for his hand. He nuzzled the side of Sam's face when he looked up. "Is that a complaint, Sammy?"

"Mm, no... but you can't complain about me being a girl anymore, dude. Or chick flick moments." He smiled, tipping his head into Dean's comfortably, just enjoying the contact between them.

"Pretty sure I haven't done that in a while." Dean chuckled, rubbing his cheek against Sam's. He'd fully accepted that he'd turned into a giant girl once he moved in with Sam. It wasn't so bad, really. "Still gonna make fun of your girly salads, though."

"They're not girly, dude... they're just healthier than your diet of hamburgers." He lifted his hand up to rest on the side of the other's face lightly, smiling to himself.

"They are so girly," he teased as he tipped his head into Sam's hand. "Like a girl rabbit. Like Bugs Bunny in drag."

He rolled his eyes. "Jerk. No matter how much you complain, I'm comfortable not living off a steady diet of junk food... enjoy that gut you're going to have when you get old." He lightly elbowed the other's stomach, smiling to himself.

"Bite your tongue! I've got the body of an Adonis. I'm a sexy beast." He reached around to pinch Sam's side. His head bent to nuzzle and kiss along Sam's neck.

He snorted, laughing at the pinch before he shifted, turning until he was facing his brother. He smiled before leaning in and nipping at his lip. "Mm, you are sexy, yeah. Can't argue there." He pressed a softer kiss to the others lips, smiling against them.

"Even if you live off junk."

Dean loosened his hold when Sam moved, then held on tight again once his brother was settled. He smiled at the kiss, leaning in to deepen it. "You're pretty sexy, too, you know. Hell of a body." And there was a little ass grabbing to prove it.

"And I do not live off junk. Just the other day, there was lettuce on my hamburger." He grinned.

He pushed in a little closer, trying to nudge Dean down onto his back. "You're obsessed with my ass, dude." He flashed an amused look.

"Impressive, Dean. You really are trying to eat healthy, huh?" Teased lightly as he nuzzled at the other. "Maybe one day, you'll have a salad to go with your other food."

"I am. Your ass is very important to me." He laughed and let himself be pushed down, happy to do anything as long as Sam stayed close. His hands wandered over Sam's back and sides. "Maybe. It could happen."

"I noticed... uh, earlier." When Dean was slamming into him against the tree. He settled comfortably on top of his brother, head resting on him. Just wanted to stay close, relax with the feel of Deans body pressed close.

"Mhm..." He nuzzled at him, kissing lightly. "Love you, Dean..."

"You did? Damn, I was trying to be subtle." He teased and gave Sam's ass another playful squeeze. Then his hands wandered up and down his brother's back, rubbing in long, soothing strokes. He sighed contentedly, laying in the soft grass with nothing but clear sky above him.

"Love you, too, Sammy." He kissed him back. "Always happy when you're around, you know?"

"Yeah, real subtle, Dean. Barely knew what you wanted from me." He gave another, almost flustered look at the squeeze--Dean was really enjoying his ass today. But he was too comfortable and content with the way he was laying against Dean, the way his hands eventually wandered up to his back to touch anyway.

"M'happy too, Dean," he murmured softly. "Glad I can make you happy, you know?"

"I'll try to be more descriptive in what I want next time." Dean couldn't help himself. He loved all of Sam's parts, but grabbing his ass always got such fun reactions. At least he didn't do it in public!

He wrapped his arms around his brother and kissed the top of his head. "You do. 'Long as you're happy, I'm happy."

Sam tilted his head back and smiled up at the other, kissing at the other's cheek. "I am, Dean... don't worry."

He shrugged. "It's been nice, right? Just you and me, nothing chasing after us... getting to be brothers again." A pause, his expression thoughtful for a moment. "Well, more than just brothers, I guess..."

"I like that it's just us. I don't mind seeing your friends and hanging out and stuff, but it's nice to come home and it's just you and me." He grinned. "And the puppy."

One of Sam's friends was puppy-sitting for them this weekend. Dean had initially thought to bring Ozzy along, but he started to worry the pup might get loose and there was a whole lot of woods for him to get lost in.

"Glad that you're trying to get along with my friends, you know? I really am." He laughed a little under his breath at that. "But yeah... like it when it's just the three of us too. We've never got to do this... anything this normal."

Normal by their standards anyway and he'd take that over the life Dad raised them in any day.

"I always wanted you to have friends and the life and stuff you wanted, Sammy. If I can make nice with your friends, I'm gonna try." He nuzzled at Sam's temple and sighed happily. Sure, this wasn't 'normal' by the rest of the world's standards, but they were happy. Happiness was worth more to him than normalcy.

His expression softened at those words, fingers rubbing up Dean's sides affectionately. It was--nice to hear Dean say that, nice to have somebody on his side. He let his eyes drift shut a moment, just focusing on how Dean felt close to him, pressed up against him.

"Thanks, Dean... Means a lot, that you're trying all of this. Know it wasn't... easy. I mean, it's a big step."

"You're worth the effort." He tightened his grip and sighed softly against Sam's hair. His hand started moving again, rubbing the long line of Sam's spine. They should move soon, but he was so comfortable.

As much as he liked being tangled with Dean here... they had a lot of stuff planned and he figured they should get to it, really. Smiling as he drew away, he gave his brother a quick kiss. "Come on, Dean... we have time to do this later. We got a swim to take, right?"

"Mmm-hmm. Did you wanna swim now or wait 'till later?" He asked as he slowly got to his feet and stretched. Once he was upright and brushed the leaves and debris from his clothes, he grabbed Sam up in a long, deep kiss. Because he could.

He gave a thoughtful hum at that, just about to answer when Dean pulled him into a kiss--and all he could do was melt into it, arms easing around his brother's shoulders to pull him in closer.

"Mm, how about now?" he murmured softly after it had ended. "Could use a little cool down."

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