ok but kevin going back to college because the trials stuff is over and sam and dean helping him move in to his dorm, sam staying behind to help him put some posters up so that kevin doesn’t have to bother with a stepladder or standing on his bed
when sam's about to go he sort of lingers by the door and kevin goes, “sam?” and sam turns back around. “sorry to keep you, just—am i—am i gonna make it? i mean. my life hasn’t exactly been… like everyone else’s who’s coming here. even my roommate—this is so normal, compared to all the stuff i’ve done and seen, and i’m. i’m not the guy i was before the trials, you know?”
sam just smiles, this smile full of understanding because he knows exactly what kevin is talking about. "kev, you’ll be fine. you’re one of the strongest people i’ve met in this game, man. seriously. it’s gonna be hard fitting in at first; i’ve been there. but you can tackle this, okay? and i’ve said it before, but dean and i are just a phone call away. i mean that. you got trouble, you call one of us. i'll pick up 24/7.”
kevin's mouth quirks up and he just gives a quiet "thanks" because sam's support means a lot to him, more than sam knows, but now's not exactly the best time for a heart-to-heart even though there are a million things he'd like to say and ask
before he leaves, sam puts a hand on kevin’s shoulder, leans down and kisses kevin on the cheek really fleetingly, and kevin reddens—sam's got stubble, and for a brief half-second sam's mouth was against his skin and even though sam's pulling away and reaching for the doorknob kevin thinks he can still feel it, feels like his entire body is flushed and his heart is beating six times faster than normal, the whopping crush on sam that kevin had told himself for months had to stay just a crush rearing up all over again
and then sam's gone and kevin's standing alone in his dorm room, the faint sound of sam's phone speed-dialing dean to ask where he is fading into the distance
a n d i juS t
SAM/KEVIN
