Sam can't hold his liquor (for whatheneeds)

[onlytobenormal]

I... _{[That got him laughing too and maybe actually flushing a little bit.]} Shut up, Dean! I care about getting laid plenty! Just- it hasn't happened yet... but it will!

_{((Continued from here))}

Comments

[whatheneeds.livejournal.com]

Yeah...but you look, don't you?

[onlytobenormal]

Would you just- shut up, you jerk?

[whatheneeds.livejournal.com]

Hey, who could blame you? Apparently they're nice and full. [he grinned]

[onlytobenormal]

Don't be an ass, Dean! _{[He was getting jabbed in the side for that!]}

[whatheneeds.livejournal.com]

[he yelped and started to fall but grabbed onto Sam]

[onlytobenormal]

_{[His turn to yelp, and nearly fall too.]} Dean! You're heavy!

[whatheneeds.livejournal.com]

Well don't shove me when my walking sucks! And don't make fun of my totally normal lips! [He held onto Sam for dear life as he tried to regain his balance]

[onlytobenormal]

Why the hell are you so touchy over your lips anyway? They're lips. _{[And Sam just struggles to keep standing, both arms coming around Dean securely.]}

[whatheneeds.livejournal.com]

Cause you brought them up and called them girly! [He continued to lean heavily on the taller man, knowing they were almost to the motel]

[onlytobenormal]

So? What difference does it make if I think you have stupid, girly lips! And dude, are you seriously gonna make me practically carry you all the way back to the room? _{[At least they were getting close!]}

[whatheneeds.livejournal.com]

Maybe I am, and now my lips are stupid? You don't see me talking about your lips or hair or dimples or anything, it's not nice Sam

[onlytobenormal]

You're being a jerk. And there's nothing wrong with my dimples or my hair!

[whatheneeds.livejournal.com]

No, they're adorable [He grinned and tried to walk upright]

[onlytobenormal]

Yeah, well. _{[He gave the other a look.]} Nothing wrong with your lips either, you dork.

[whatheneeds.livejournal.com]

Then why'd you call them stupid and girly [he sighed in relief as they entered the motel parking lit]

[onlytobenormal]

'Cause it was bugging the hell out of you. _{[He shrugged, leading them toward their room number.]} They're nice.

[whatheneeds.livejournal.com]

Damn right they're nice, I get compliments on them you know. They're awesome.

[onlytobenormal]

Uh-huh... _{[When they reached their door, he let out a relieved sigh.]} Come on, Dean, open the door.

[whatheneeds.livejournal.com]

You open the door [He grumbled then remembered he had the key. He struggled for a moment to get it out of his pocket, then almost dropped the keys four times before finally opened the door with a self-satisfied grin] home sweet home!

[onlytobenormal]

A motel room isn't home, dude. _{[He stumbled through the door.]}

[whatheneeds.livejournal.com]

Close enough [he headed them towards the couch before collapsing]

[onlytobenormal]

_{[Sam groaned and stretched out on the cushions, head against the armrest.]} Feels good to not be walking...

[whatheneeds.livejournal.com]

[He nods, laying against Sam]. Sitting good, and couch is softer than sidewalks.

[onlytobenormal]

how would you know? You're using me as your bed... _{[He doesn't really mind though.]}

[whatheneeds.livejournal.com]

You're comfortable....and warm.....and shut up.