
#caught up in the moment of another close-call on another stupidly dangerous hunt #dean kisses sam all hot and life-affirming and raw #it’s short #just a few moments #and ends clumsily with sam stumbling back and sliding down a beam #it’s silent now #the only sound is their matching heavy breaths as they stare at each other in panic#and sam can’t stop thinking about how soft dean’s lips are even though he’s certain the bastard has never used chapstick in his life