Jul 10, 2021
“Two queens or a king?” asked by the kid running the desk at the motel, when Dean was checking in and Sam was standing outside looking for all the world like a guilty secret Dean had picked up for the night, and it wasn’t the first time they’d been given that side-eye but it was the first time Dean felt he deserved it.
“Two queens,” is still his answer because he’s not ready to break the tension that’s been building between them since he stole Sammy away from his picket-fence future.
The kid snorts a laugh. “Yeah, I bet,” he mutters, not quite quiet enough to ignore.