“You mean people read about us?” Dean gave Sam a confused glance
“They read about us together. As in together-together.”
“You mean they are reading about us—”
“Us fucking, basically, yeah.” Sam gestured to the screen.
Dean's face showed disgust, simultaneously maybe interest.
“You mean they read about that one time in North Dakota when you did the one thing with your hand—”
“Yeah, Dean. Chapter sixty-five. They also know about the thing in Wyoming, when you bent me over the sink in that lovely truck stop—”
Dean's face was suddenly pale, sickish expression contorting his face.
“Shut up, Sammy.”
@retrowrimay challenge, prompt: characters reacting to canon
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