Parallels - Or how Sam found himself in a telenovela
“Sammy!”
“What, Dean?”
“Just… Would it be possible for you to be quiet?”
“I was just walking…?”
“Then walk quietly!” Dean hissed and turned his attention back to the laptop screen.
Totally confused, Sam stilled in his steps. Actually, Sam was on his way from the television to the kitchen where he wanted to grab himself an apple. But by passing his older brother his curiosity was awoken and now he had to give in to the need of filling it with information. Approximately, Dean was just watching Asian porn.
As quiet as possible Sam moved to his brother and peeked over his shoulder.
Oh, sure. If Dean wasn’t watching porn or pictures of Cas (what was almost the same for Dean in Sam’s opinion), he was fangirling over Dr. Sexy. How could he forget?
“Sam!” Dean barked once again and paused the video, staring at Sam like he was an intruder and okay, maybe Sam was one but hey – since when was curiosity a crime?
“I’m trying to watch the trailer for the upcoming season… Do you have anything against it?”
“What? No! Do what you can’t leave. I have enough romantic tragedies in reality to watch.” Sam giggled and was just about to head to the kitchen when Dean gripped his forearm and eyed him suspiciously.
“What do you mean, Sammy?” Dean asked carefully like he couldn’t decide if he wanted to hear Sam’s answer or would rather play deaf and ignore every word that would possibly leave his mouth.
But like the little asshole Sam was he had an even better idea than talking to his brother. He would show him!
“Press the play button, Dean.” Sam demanded. Dean, however, just furrowed his brows, clearly not trusting his brother.
So Sam sighed exaggeratedly and went for it. The video continued and immediately Dean’s eyes were glued to the screen.
And yes, of course Sam was right.
He had to observe the main character with his ridiculous cowboy boots – Dr. Sexy like Sam had picked up from Dean – staring at a pretty nurse – Kate if Sam recalled correctly (according to the trailer she was the long-term love interest of Dr. Sexy) – every time the girl would turn away.
In the next sequence said nurse was even flirting with other guys but guess what? She was only flirting when Dr. Sexy was near.
After some fucking scenes of Dr. Sexy and Kate with various people – of course, they didn’t fuck each other; that would just relieve the tension, Sam thought sarcastically – they were again staring at each other, not saying a word, not confessing their feelings. There even was a poor guy – probably a colleague of Kate? – who had to witness the whole staring thing and Sam felt bad for the man even though he knew all too well how he felt.
The video ended with Dr. Sexy and Kate looking at each other from different sides of the hospital floor.
Dean sighed after the video closed. Obviously he hoped that Sam would have forgotten Dean’s question by now.
“Cas is Dr. Sexy and you are Kate.” Sam stated matter-of-factly.
A very speechless, terrified looking and blushing Dean was staring at him. “What the hell are you talking about?”
“You two are always looking at each other like that. Like Dr. Sexy and Kate. Maybe that’s why you keep watching that dumb series. Maybe your subconsciousness is trying to get the message to your brain that you’re in love with Cas. Maybe you already know it but think that he will never reciprocate your feelings and so you’re watching the romance between two fictional characters and dreaming what could be.”
“Or maybe you’re just crazy, Sam.” Dean responded weakly, trying to sound casual but failing miserably.
“No, no, no, Dean. Don’t make this about me! I’m good, just tired of your and Cas’ lovesickness. Cas is your Dr. Sexy and you are Kate.”
“I’ve never heard such a stupid comparison.” Dean huffed after closing his laptop a little bit too harsh.
“That doesn’t make it any less true! I’m right and you know it! How long has it been since you got laid? Since you wanted to get laid?”
“What the fuck, Sammy? We’re not talking about my sex life.” Dean hissed while standing up, trying to stare Sam down.
“Yeah, of course.” Sam replied ironically. “Since when are you so frigging discreet with your sex life?”
“I’m leaving. That’s… you’re childish.” Dean mumbled, pushing his giant of a brother out of the way and walking out of the living room.
“I am childish???” Sam shouted after Dean. “YOU ARE KATE! YOU KNOW IT’S TRUE! YOU ARE KATE!”
Dean had obviously chosen to ignore the screams of his brother when another voice joined Sam’s monologue.
“Would that make me Dr. Sexy, Sam?”
Sam turned his attention to the voice behind him. There was Cas, watching with a frown the trailer of Dr. Sexy he and Dean had just watched moments ago.
And Sam could kiss Cas for his sudden appearance and innocent question as Sam saw out of the corner of his eye how Dean froze in the middle of walking away.
“HA! OTP CANON!” Sam jumped enthusiastically.
(And no – of course Sam didn’t read fanfiction based on the Winchester gospels.)