#estrandafamine

[shadow-king-club]

[shadow-king-club]

"Happy birthday, brother..." Dean grabbed his younger sibling, hugging him close, crying but not crying. The older he got, the more emotional his baby brother's birthday made him. "39 years ago today, Sammy, I held ya'... I held ya'..."

"Thank you so much. I must've been tiny. Thanks to you. I'm healthy and happy." His brother cared so much for him. He respects that of the older Winchester. Life isn't easy. And on their road to hell. It wasn't kind for a like time.

Sam leaned into the embrace of his brother's comfort. He appreciates the time that his older brother took to keep him safe. From the turmoil of his childhood and into his adult life. They were together though the thick and thin.

He admire how his brother kept going every day for the two of them. He tried to repay the kindness by striving to be the best every day. He wasn't who he was without Dean. Who rooted for him everyday.

Took care of him, watched him evolve and try to enable him to do what's healthy for his independence.

Now he was 39. Another year around the sun. Sam was thankful that he had a bunker, his brother, the club, and so many friends with new stories and adventures.

His brother found someone he enjoyed spending time with at the club. Which was a windfall of excitement. He found a friend in Spencer.

Furthermore, He was proud of his brother for finding the bunker. Then deciding to move in completely. For their own peace of mind.

Especially his brother started to feel comfortable broadening on his own interests and hobbies.

"You always make the best cakes, you know." Sam added to the mood. Being his natural younger sibling. He had to keep it lite. "And I am so happy you are here too!"

He pulled Dean into a tighter hug encasing him fully in a sasquatch hug.