I was the anon that's replayed Uncharted 2 and thought of it with Dean, but oh my gosh you have hooked me on this ship already haha. You had me thinking of them together and just being snarky in bed. Like I can just imagine all the jokes Nathan would make about Dean's bow legs and Dean would just tease him every time Nathan half falls off something or every time he saves Nathan's butt, and they'd carry it over into the bedroom where they'd tease each other endlessly all night!
hhhhhhhhhhhhnnnhghgh yes so!! much!! teasing!!!!
“jesus, how about you not accidentally start an avalanche next time? maybe it’s time to lay off the donuts, tubby.”
“yeah, says the guy who drinks his weight in beer.”
“you’d drink, too, if you had to watch the motion picture staring your ass for hours on end.”
“hey, i happen to think it deserves at least 4 out of 5 stars.”
“yeah, well, i give that curry shit you ate earlier 5 bazillion negative stars.”
“………..OH GOD JESUS WAIT TILL I’M DOWNWIND!”
“nah, this is way more satisfying.”
“ugh, christ, dude. i’m gonna eat so many beans tonight, you’ll be begging for death.”
“i’ll just sleep outside.”
“i’ll fucking spoon you.”
“get in line with the scorpions and tarantulas.”
“you want me to spoon you instead there, buddy?”
“no!…maybe…i mean…if you’re offering…”
“just get your lazy, beer-drinking ass up here”—*pulls dean up over edge and nearly gets knocked over*—“whoa! hey…there.”
“so…what’s…what’s happening here? this some kind of weird…close talking thing?”
“well, then it wouldn’t be close talking. it’d be close…not talking.”
“seriously, dude, shut up.” *dean kisses nate*
*nate looks dazed for a second* “but…you know that move doesn’t actually work on me, right? you know i’m not actually…going to stop…talking.”
*dean punches nate just hard enough in the chest for him to slightly keel over, out of breath*
