Room 328. Saturday Morning (pre-detention)

[likethegun]

Sam tapped away at his laptop, doing some early morning message board checking before he had to head off for detention. He'd been really glad when Dawn had come back from her slumber party early last night - and whether that was a sign that he was really in love, or a sign that he was really pathetic was still up for debate - but he hadn't been particularly pleased to find out about the raid. Later, there would have to be avenging of honor and returning of belongings. If he made it through detention in one piece, of course.

[For saltandammo, but the door is open.]

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[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Downloading more lesbian porn?" Dean asked from his position leaning against the doorjamb.

[likethegun]

Sam shot Dean a dirty look before turning back to his laptop. "I'm still busy trying to find and delete everything I downloaded last weekend, along with the accompanying viruses," he said.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, Tom kinda struck me as the not-practicing-safe-cyber-sex type," Dean said, coming in and sitting down on the edge of Sammy's bed. "Good taste in porn though," he added with a grin.

[likethegun]

"You would definitely think that, wouldn't you?" Sam said, rolling his eyes. "So, what's up?"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

If anything, Dean's grin got wider. "Brought you a present."

[likethegun]

"You did? What's the occasion?"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"No occasion. Just took the opportunity when it presented itself." Dean had his small duffel bag with him and pulled out a blanket wrapped bundle which he held out to Sammy.

[likethegun]

It took a moment for Sam to recognize the blanket as Dawn's. "Dean, tell me this isn't what I think it is?" he said, giving him a look that only intensified in its embarrassment as he opened the bundle and found Dawn's things. "You..." Sam started, turning bright red as he came across Dawn's panties. "Oh my god, Dean."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Sammy's reaction was everything Dean had hoped it would be. "What?" he said innocently. "Don't you know that panty raids are a time honoured tradtion of slumber parties?"

[likethegun]

"No, I didn't know that actually. But thank you for educating me," he said sarcastically, quickly trying to wrap everything back up in the blanket as tightly as he could. "I can't believe you stole Dawn's stuff. What's wrong with you?"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Hey would you rather someone else have stolen it?" Dean asked. "At least with me, you get to be the hero and give it back. Or, y'know, you can save it for yourself."

[likethegun]

Sam had to admit, the idea of someone else getting their hands on Dawn's underwear made his stomach churn in a way that probably wasn't healthy. "Why would I save it for myself?"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Dude, I really don't have to explain that to you, do I? Because I was sure we covered all about fantasies and taking things into your own hands already."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean nodded. "Yeah. Lent her one that time her cabin turned invisible and she spent the night in Seahorse." He grinnned widely. "I just never asked for it back."

[likethegun]

"Oh," Sam said, his jealousy fading. "Well, you had an excuse then. I don't."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean rolled his eyes. "I really wonder sometimes how much attention you've been paying to our life," he said. "The whole point is -- make up an excuse. Like give her one of your hoodies if she's cold sometime. And then turn down the temperature first so she will be cold so you can. You're a smart boy, use your ingenuity."

[likethegun]

"So basically, you want me to lie to her, and fool her into needing a shirt or something from me?" Sam said, before sighing. "I guess that's not such a bad idea."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Course it's not," Dean said with a grin. "When have I ever steered you wrong?"

[likethegun]

"I don't worry about you steering me wrong as much as I worry you're going to steer me towards something that only works for you," Sam said.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Which would, be definition, be steering you wrong," Dean pointed out logically. "Which I haven't done and won't do. I just have more confidence in you sometimes than you have in yourself."

[likethegun]

"And that confidence convinces you that I should do things that are sick and wrong?" Sam teased, motioning to the bundle on his lap.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"It convinces me that you should loosen up some and not be so concerned about people thinking you're sick and wrong," Dean replied, with his easy smile. "We've both seen things that are really sick and wrong -- this doesn't even ping on that radar."

[likethegun]

"I'm not worried about other people thinking I'm sick - I'm worried about me thinking I'm sick, and Dawn too," Sam explained. "I don't want to do anything that she wouldn't be cool with."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Of course you don't," Dean agreed. "And if you ever did, I'd kick your ass. But it won't hurt you to loosen up a little, y'know."

[likethegun]

"I haven't been loose this far, and where has it gotten me? With a girl who's in love with me, that I love in return. So, maybe my prudish ways aren't so bad after all," Sam pointed out.