Sometimes he wonders how they got to this point where Sam doesn’t even know what Dean is thinking. They used to be able to read each other all the time, but lately…So, he presses his lips together, shaking his head a little at the weird joke before simply saying, “Dude, no.”
Dean laughed a bit, Sam was so easy to mess with. “Just forget it Sam we don’t have to do it at all. It was a silly idea anyways.” Dean shrugged a bit looking at his brother. Dean really thought he’d gotten over what he felt for Sam, yes it had been hard for Dean when Sam left for Stanford but Dean thought it was best, so he could maybe get over the inappropriate feelings he had for him.
"Yeah, sure, cause that's gonna be easy to forget," he muttered, still eying Dean from the corner of his eye. A date, holding hands? None of it sounded like his big brother. Why was everything always so confusing lately?
