sam n dean beach time with @impalaphilia
dean throwing a bucket of water at sam and giggling and running into the surf
the sand is a sensory nightmare for sam
dean sticking a handful of sand down sams shirt - sam's outraged yelp
dean shirtless and sam wearing a rash guard. sam not taking off his shirt bc hes self conscious about his body :) but his hard nips through stretchy fabric
sams trying to put sunscreen on dean after putting it on himself but dean is like nah. dean gets the worst sunburn ever
dean will help sam put sunscreen on his back but hes not wearing any
sam slapping his hand on dean's sunburned back and dean screaming
both boys so incredibly pale
sam grimacing as he sits in the sand while dean is flopping in the water. deans making stupid noises in the sea and sam is doing that lovesick smile thing he does. squinting in the sun
finally dean annoys sam enough ( drags sam ) into the water and they splash each other and horse around
dean is totally terrorizing sunbathing girls but sam is the one who gets hit on without trying. the lifeguard tightened her bikini for him meanwhile dean's getting empty white claw cans thrown at him
dean getting invited to beach volleyball and a hotter guy absolutely spiking that shit into his face while sam lounges under the umbrella drinking a beer and laughing at him
a girl asks dean to get her and her friend a drink and by the time dean trudges back from the food stand theyre gone
sam's rashguard. dean whining at sam to take it off. sammmm you're never gonna tan like that sam cmon why are you some kind of prude now sam sammm sammmyyyyyyyyyy. take it offffff. you look like a virgin sammm you look like a doucheee. and the rash guard is a white turtleneck with aqua green palm tree pattern sleeves. it is really ugly
also dean parking the impala realllllly far away so it doesnt get the sea air and sand near it lol. making sam beat all the sand out of their clothes before getting back inside lmfao
sam whining in his bad flip flops as they walk back (deans wearing his regular shoes with no socks). my feet hurt all grumbly
one of sam's flip flops got lost in the sea. salmon pink flipflop from the gas station bobbing up and down on the waves. dean, heroically: dont worry sammy i got it. cue dean badly flopping around NOT getting it. he cannot swim that far there's no way. "im not going after a stupid girl shoe anyway". sam crying laughing. he's like fully doubled over in tears sobbing wheezing
theyre old man. their first vacation in years. maybe post chuck too.
dean's standing in the water just struck dumb and falling in love all over again.
sams trying to read a book under an umbrella. dean splashes around and flirts with younger girls and eventually tires himself out, falls asleep in the sun next to sam. sam puts a towel over him so he doesnt burn. dean snores really loud. sam is very fond looking over at him. for the first time in so long sam feels almost peaceful. and dean obviously feels peaceful because he's passed out next to sam. like their beach bag has their guns and ammo and ruby's knife obviously but still
someone walks by while sam is arranging the towel over dean and talks to sam assuming that dean is sams husband
dean trying to fly a kite. really failing at it too. string gets all tangled. and sam is like youre doing it so wrong. dean accidentally knocking a kid over in the water, and sam apologizing for dean.
sam and dean gettign recruited to help rebuild a sandcastle that dean accidentally walks through. sam taking it all seriously and making it really good
some younger smoking hot guy hits on sam and sam gets super flustered. stammering and EVERYTHING and dean gets territorial. "you got a problem?" dean is pudgier now and the hot guy is shredddedddd. slinging na arm around sam's shoulders like heyyy are you talking to sam? (threateningly jovial) and the guy is like oh sorry dude didnt know he was taken and dean just says he's my little brother (threat) and the guy is now confused. cue dean slamming back a few beers and closing the cooler lid really hard. sam looks back at hot guy. dean notices, muttering cheater under his breath and sam's instinctively like WHAT? NO. and then he squints and he's like dean, <- in That sam voice. sam then defends himself by saying hes not my type!!!!!! also did you see him? he was probably, at best, 24! dean, slightly less meanly, is like. "cradle robber." sam: and im not gay! you know that! dean gives an "i dunno about that" evil sideye. coughs really loud and calls him a fag. and sam is like ok so were you begging me to let you hit last night or was that just my stress induced nightmare.
cue group of gays who walk by and whistle at sam and wink and sam exasperatedly sighs and deans like vibrating like a chihuahua see? see!! deansam argument gets a little loud and the passerby are like ope. theyre fightinggg. some older women are like wow theyre just like me and my husband. sam finally just says. you want fish n chips. and deans like. yeah i want fish n chips. and then they flirt idiotically over dinner at a picnic table. stealing each others food. dean forcing sam into trying deans weird sauce mixture. sam's like you're disgusting and dean's like ok well you're uptight. dean gets a massive ice cream cone and sam doesnt but sam keeps looking at it finally asks for a lick and then they share the rest while dean smirks at him.
sams complaining there's sand in his jeans and now they have to do laundry and dean is already drooling over the idea of sam standing in the laundromat in his underwear, which is dean's favorite thing,
they pass out to nascar on the bad motel seaside tv
they have a hunt the next day and it's back to the bloodshed and everything. massive fight and life or death and all tense awful toxicity. in the middle of it all, sam is so angry at dean for violating him once again he is staring out the passenger window, theyve been drivibg for five hours in the dark and silence, and sam finds sand in the crevice of the doorhandle and nearly bursts into tears. btw dean is still sunburned so hes extra on edge
the beach day. sam holding the memory like a promise to get thru the bad days.