Author(s): clex_monkie89 and fiddleyoumust.
Characters: Sam, Dean, John, Mary, Jess.
Pairing(s): Sam/Dean, Sam/Jess, Sam/Other, Dean/Other.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Words (This part): 2,451
Words (Total): 10,643
Author's Notes: So about four months back I started telling Julia about the Sam and Dean in my head and things that they did. Then Julia started asking for things that Sam knew about Dean and Dean knew about Sam and so on and so on. And then it spiraled out of control and became this. Written entirely in a series of MSN conversations.
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Dean downloaded bestiality porn on the laptop and set it as the screensaver once.
Dean knows Sam screams like a girl when he sees a chick blow a mountain goat.
Dean knows how much Sam likes to ride him; it's fairly obvious from the gasping little breaths and whimpers he lets out.
If asked, Dean would say that he doesn't have a favorite sexual position; all sex is great no matter what.
Dean loves it when he has Sam bent over something; the car, a bed, a desk, a chair, a sink, a table, a dresser, etc.
He has this thing about getting Sam so hot and bothered that he can't waste time with taking off all his clothes, just enough of them to fuck.
Sam always gets antsy when anyone around him starts talking about "soul mates."
Sam doesn't know what makes his stomach feel that way; the thought that he might not have loved Jess as much as she loved him or the fact that he knows that Dean is his soul mate.
If they existed, you know.
Dean, oddly, is more at ease with the whole "I'm in love with my brother" thing.
Sam has no idea why. None at all.
It would never even cross his mind that Dean might be relieved or happy in any way for them to be more than just sex.
Sam doesn't know because his brain just cannot comprehend it.
Sam knows how much Dean loves New Orleans. He also knows why.
Dean has this thing. He's obsessed with zombies. Real, fake, cheesy, scary, whatever, he loves them all. He's seen every movie with a zombie of any type in it in the last forty years.
Dean loves New Orleans so much because not only does he get to see zombies down there, sometimes he gets to kill them.
Dean knows about that time Sam put a frog in Katie Peterson's locker. Dean was so proud; pretty good prank for an eight-year-old.
What Dean doesn't know, is that Sam was only teaching Katie a lesson. He caught a glimpse of her notebook, covered in Dean's name with little hearts all around. Everyone knows that Dean belongs to Sam.
Sam knows that Dean has ditched (not "dumped" because you can't dump someone you aren't dating) girls for him on several occasions going back to when he was little.
He ditched them for being snobby to Sam or snotty to him. Some were mean and some were rude and others were just plain cruel.
Dean still doesn't know that in nearly every instance Sam provoked it intentionally to get rid of the girl.
Sam knows that Dean hates cats. Sam gets that. Dean's the most loyal person he knows and Dean can't stand the thought of an animal that can easily turn its back on its master.
What Sam doesn't know, is that Dean's hatred of cats has nothing to do with them being independent to the point of disloyalty, and everything to do with the cat scratch scars on Sam's left forearm. Nothing that hurts Sam ever gets back in Dean's good graces.
Sam knows how smart his brother is.
He's seen Dean pry their laptop apart and tweak with it. Their laptop has gone from 40 gigs to 60 to 120 and through at least a dozen different externals that Dean keeps in his bag at any given moment.
He's seen Dean rebuild humvees (not those crappy wannabes the public gets but actual Army ones) from almost scratch and has watched Dean drool and ogle The Discovery Channel when he thinks no one is looking.
Which is why Sam gets a giddy, sadistic little kick every time Dean bombs out on researching something or finding leads.
Dean has no fucking clue how Sammy finds half the shit he does.
They both have the same information, they both use the same search engines and databases...
Dean has no idea how he comes up with "The Chicken Chupacabra Pizza" at Avalanche's and Sam comes up with five hundred and thirteen sites documenting Chupacabra sightings.
Dean knows that his brother has absolutely no taste in music whatsoever.
There's this tape Sam has with perfectly great music on it (AC/DC and Guns 'n Roses and other good things like that) ruined with techno backbeats and remixed with Nirvana and Bon Jovi and nine other kinds of pure shit.
Every time Sam gets to drive he shoves his tape (shoves, like he knows she'll reject it on principle alone) into the car and Dean can't help but tell Sam that there are more subtle ways of coming out, "Like say, staring at gay porn, for one."
Sam doesn't know that after he left for college, Dean kept one of his old shirts stuffed down in the bottom of his duffel and slept in it every night for two weeks.
On the fifteenth day, he accidentally left it on the bed when he went in to take a shower and John picked it up and put it in the laundry pile.
It didn't smell like Sam anymore after that, so Dean just threw it away.
Dean stole Sam's favorite pair of pants when Sam left for Stanford.
Sam thinks he knows why Dean stole them. He thinks Dean stole them to spite him, as punishment for leaving.
He did. But he also did it because some part of him hoped that if Sam wouldn't come back for him, he'd come back for the jeans.
Sam knows that Dean has a thing for his hands.
Sometimes when he's feeling particularly spiteful, or when Dean's being especially annoying, he'll crack his knuckles and flex his fingers really slowly and then he'll spend hours cleaning his knives, or typing something completely unnecessary out on the computer.
Eventually Dean will make this sort of strangled sound in the back of his throat and Sam will laugh and then he'll lay Dean out on the bed and he'll fuck Dean with the fingers on his right hand while Dean sucks and bites at the fingers on his left. Sam can usually come just by watching Dean writhe and buck on the bed. It's the hottest thing he's ever seen.
Sam knows that Dean is actually a neat-freak, despite all appearances.
Sure, he'll strip his clothes off and throw them all over the room or the apartment or wherever, but that's just small shit.
Dean has three different soaps he uses (and he calls Sam a girl) and they all have to be in a specific order in the shower and on the sink. The nine kinds of crap he puts in his hair is arranged in a special order under the mirror and so on and so on.
Sam once rearranged the clothing in Dean's drawer.
Dean was so pissed-off that he broke Sam's nose and then spent a week apologizing ("God Sammy, why didn't you duck?").
Sam's still not sure why he did it; he was bored and it just felt like the thing to do at the time.
Sam knows that it must have killed Dean to let Sam go off to college alone. Sam can't remember a time when Dean didn't have his back. Can't remember a time when he couldn't turn around and find Dean taking care of him. That's why he'll always be thankful that Dean let him go without a fight. It was hard enough fighting with Dad about it.
What Sam doesn't know is that three days before he left for Palo Alto, Dean went to visit a Shaman and had him cast a protection spell. It was one thing to know Sam needed to go, and quite another to actually let him.
Dean knows that Sam doesn't hate Dean's music as much as he pretends to.
He's caught Sam singing along to "Whiskey in a Jar" and "Paint It Black" more times than he can count.
What Dean doesn't get is why Sam feels the need to pretend to be such a tasteless, whiny, little emo girl.
Sam knows it annoys Dean when he talks crap about his music.
So while Sam actually does like it, he'll never admit it. It's his duty as Little Brother to be the more annoying sibling. With Dean for a brother, he has his work cut out for him.
Dean knows why Sam went all red that one time when Sam introduced himself as "Sean Cody."
Dean thinks he may have busted a vessel in his brain not laughing at that.
Ever since then Dean's made sure that at least half of Sam's IDs have the names of porn stars on them.
Dean knows about the time Sam almost got arrested for possession.
Possession. It never stops being funny.
Only Sammy could have the bad luck to steal a jacket with three ounces of weed in the pocket. And then get stopped by a cop.
Sam should get down on his knees for Dean after the way Dean sweet-talked the cop into letting him go.
Sam knows better than to steal leather jackets anymore.
Sam knows about the ex-girlfriend Dean has who is actually an ex-boyfriend, that first one back when he was like, fourteen.
He knows the exact day Dean found out too; he came home early from his "date" and Sam asked what happened.
There was a very loud, and very nervous-sounding "I don't wanna talk about it" and then Dean went straight to the bathroom and showered for an hour.
Years later when Dean was actively seeking out guys, Sam would take every opportunity he could get to remind Dean about "Carmella."
Dean knows Sam pierced his tongue once.
He also knows that it only took three days for it to get infected.
It was fun while it lasted though.
Almost as fun as watching Sam try to explain to Dad, with a swollen tongue, why he thought shoving a safety pin through his tongue was a good idea.
What Dean doesn't know is that Sam sometimes thinks about getting it pierced again.
But done right this time. With sterile things.
Despite the infection, it might be worth it to see the look on Dean's face while he's giving him head.
Sam knows that Dean cannot fucking stand the sight of apple pie anymore, not after almost losing his life because of it.
So no matter how much Sam loves it, and he really does, he never orders it anymore.
Always gets pumpkin or blueberry or something else he hates and then gives it to Dean because he's "full."
Dean knows Sam hates blueberry pie though.
So he always gets steak fries and smothers them in maple syrup, even though he thinks it's disgusting, because he knows Sam will eat them right off his plate.
It's okay though because Sam knows Dean hates ham, but never remembers to tell the waitress to sub it for bacon, so Sam always has them sub his for bacon and then he swaps it out with Dean's ham.
Sam knows Dean loves Two Weeks Notice. Dean pretty much loves anything with Hugh Grant, but Sam knew it was really a hit when Dean turned to him during the beet swapping lunch scene and said, "Hey! We do that!"
Sam teased him about it for weeks afterward, but really he thought it was freaking adorable.
Sam knows his big brother is a gigantic fucking softie.
Honestly, he's never seen a guy baby-talk a puppy before.
And if you get Dean around a real live baby?
There just aren't words.
Sam knows Dean can fall asleep anywhere. Sam has more trouble, so he likes to wait until Dean's asleep and then he'll curl up around him and rub Dean's scalp or belly until he can fall asleep.
What Sam doesn't know (and what Dean will never tell him because Sam's the fucking girl around here thank you very much) is that Dean isn't really asleep. Can't really fall asleep until Sam starts massaging his scalp or stomach.
Dean knows about that... thing that Sam does. Before he goes to sleep. Where he says... y'know, that thing.
Dean's tried to say it back a couple of times but he just can't make himself do it if he knows Sam can hear him.
So he waits until Sam's asleep and scoots down, whispering it against Sam's ribs and hoping that his heart hears it even if his ears don't.
What Dean doesn't know is that Sam's okay with him not saying it. Sam gets it. It's not really what Sam means either. It's just that Sam hasn't really found any words that exist yet that encompass what he really wants to say to Dean. So, "I love you," will have to do for now.
Dean knows why Sam got kicked out of that high school in Casa Grande.
He heard that girl crying to her friend, heard what that fucker did to her. She said "no" and he didn't listen.
Sam put him in the hospital for two weeks and was expelled.
Dean and John are still hard-pressed to name a time they were ever more proud of Sam.
It still makes Sam sick to his stomach to think that he did that to another human, no matter what the reason.
Sam knows that it drives Dean crazy when he flirts with girls.
Which sort of sucks, because Sam loves driving Dean crazy, but it sort of takes a conscious effort on Sam's part to remember to flirt. Because when you're going home to Dean every night, everyone else sort of pales in comparison.
Sam knows about that small stuffed Pooh Bear Dean has shoved in his bag.
Sam doesn't remember, but he's the one who got it for Dean. They were going through a Goodwill store and John was making the boys find presents for each other.
Dean picked out a big stuffed penguin for Sammy that was bigger than him and Sammy picked out a small, dirty Winnie the Pooh.
Sam knows that Dean can quote Monty Python and the Holy Grail. And Life of Brian. And History of the World. And Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.
He has to consciously remind himself of that every time Dean calls him a geek.
Sam doesn't know everything about Dean.
But he's positive he wants to spend the rest of his life trying to figure his brother out.