Wincest fanfiction
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Dean leaned even further over the table, feeling as if he were in a spy movie.
“You talk in your sleep, Sammy.”
He let a few seconds pass, to heighten the effect.
“That’s how I found out everything.”
Sam’s face lost its color in an instant, becoming so pale that he looked sick.
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Additional Tags: Tension, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Misunderstandings, Fluff and Angst, First Kiss, Wincest - Freeform












