Sammy is a spoiled brat and he knows it. Learnt that from his big brother years ago when the older sibling wouldn't let him touch a thing when John's out of sight.
It started as normal brotherly love, and Sammy hadn't had any questions back then when Dean just carries his school bag for him when they walk back or some times offer to carry him back when Sammy's little legs feel jelly. It was all good, Sammy was supper happy about it, and he told all of his friends about his big brother, how he carries him back home.
Then Sammy finished primary school and he's with a bunch of kids playing. Suddenly, the normal escort of his big brother doesn't feel as cool as it used to be, but Sammy loves his big brother, and so he doesn't oppose it or reject it when he sees Dean waiting for him at the school's gate. It's just brother's love, they rarely got to do something dosmestic when John is around.
Then Sammy hit puberty. Sammy hit puberty and he is growing body hair and it was a bit embarassing when his big brother still wants to bathe him. He had a lot of friends and they are talking about toys and cars and TV shows and fights with siblings and he just can't find any of them talking about bathing with their brothers. Still, Dean always took good care of him, and Sammy loves him, and so he lets it slide. Sammy neevr bring up that topic with his friends, though, he didn't understand why.
Sammy was at grade 7 when he came across a 'girlfriend'. It's not like he never knew about that, it's just he didn't always get to see what differences would there be between a girlfriend and a normal friend who is a girl. He was 12 when he know kissing can make people blush. Is that true, though? They never blush when they do it. Dean has always been so calm. He struggled at first, didn't know how to do it right and almost back away because he thought Dean's saliva was on his mouth. Ew. His big brother has held him down and teach him the proper way to do it. So that you know how to get your girl, Dean has said, and they have been practicing it since forever.
He thought that not blushing when kissing is cool. And it feels nice. And Dean said people also uses their tongues for it, but Sammy is still too small. Sammy had said ew outloud at that, though part of him wonders what would it feel like. Dean would practice with him before he do it to any girls, right? He doesn't wanna embarrass himself.
Sammy turned 14 when they start to learn about human biology at school. It was cool! Sammy loves it when his teacher praises him for he had named all the part on a male's body correctly. Actually, it might thank to Dean. Hands-on practice that Dean helped him during baths is their make-shift memory cards, and he made sure to practice it often enough not to forget it during the next exam. He's not failing biology this semester! Oh, and his next chapters is about digestive functions and genitalia. Couple of seniors had told him about the difficulties of these chapters and it got him real worried. Though, when he rests his head aginst Dean's chest and told him about it, Dean said he'd help. Wow, he really got the greatest brother in the world!
Sammy turns 15 when he began to catch up with Dean in height. Sure, countless night of growing pains has him restless, but it was all worth it because he doesn't have to crane his neck when he was practice kissing with Dean. He's got real progress at that, too. Dean has complimented him! All of his friends are out there kissing girls and Sammy can't wait to try it too. He thinks Hannah would agreed to try it out with him, he and Hannah has been really close and he really like the girl. Though, he didn't want to bring her any discomfort. He'll keep practice it until he can do it as well as Dean, then. Dean's kissing skill is something Sammy can never compete, all those years and still, his knees buckle when they're at it, even when they're at similar height now and Sammy can't blame it to the soreness of his neck that makes him lose balance anymore.
Sammy was 16 when he knows about pleasuring himself. All the boys in his class are talking about it, making faces and obsence gestures hinting about a thing they all share that Sammy can't relate. He doesn't like that. Hunting background has already distant him from his friends, so he really doesn't appreciate it when his friends all talking about something he doesn't know. That night, he asked Dean about it.
He sit in class tomorrow morning and had experience to share with his friends. He's not different now, not the odd one out.
That's right, Sammy, up then down, do it gently, aye? Don't hurt yourself. Not like that Sammy, you're gonna- *sigh* It's not supposed to hurt. You're just applying to much pressure .... No, no, don't cry, sammy, you're not different, nobody's gonna hate you for it ... you know what, let me teach you, aye? You'll be an expert at it in no time.
" you know i love you, right? "
He blinks, vision a bit blurred from sleepniness, but he can make out Dean's shape in the dark of the night, looming over him.
" of course. I love you too. Why? "
But the question was never answered. He think it was just a weird chick flick moment at the night, so he let it slides.
He doesn't know about Dean's green eyes staring at his nape, unblinkingly, all night.
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