Casting a quick, guilty glance at the still-closed door, he slips his hand under his pillow, pulling out a worn black T-shirt from beneath it, lovingly folded.
Our Forever Starts Today by FallingIntoDivinity
Sam’s first two years at Stanford are pretty ordinary, if you disregard the part where he misses his brother so much that he keeps one of Dean’s old T-shirts under his pillow. At the beginning of junior year, though, Dean stops by unexpectedly after a hunt, then just…keeps dropping by, for one reason or another.
Now Sam’s got to deal with hiding his feelings for his (mercifully) oblivious brother, all his friends think Dean’s his boyfriend, he’s overdue on a paper and hasn't started studying for finals, there may or may not be a poltergeist in the basement rec room, and, oh yeah, Dean found that damn T-shirt he’s had under his pillow for close on three years now.
And he’d thought college life would be simple.
Quintessential Stanford Era pining
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