“Not normally, it has happened more frequently, but last time it wasn’t so pleasant.” Dean said as if it was no big deal, but then why did he bring it up? He was pissed off with Sam that was why. He almost felt like outing him to the entire castle just to prove his point. He knew things about Sam only a handful of people knew. He knew what Sam did behind closed doors, and a lot of it had been with him. Just thinking about it made him want it again, and he hated that feeling.
Dean shrugged his shoulders as he moved to walk. “Well you can come if you want too.” He said this as if he didn’t care, and honestly he wouldn’t mind the company. Dean really needed the company, which was why had spent last night with Morag. This time it was with Stewart, which was a bit of a strange thought but he was happy about it oddly enough. Stewart was the next best thing to Sam, and he would stand by that. The guy was gorgeous, and blonde. What wasn’t there to want? Sam was more a dirty blondish brown, but Dean still thought Stewart’s blonde hair hot. “Be warned, I’m grumpy as hell.” He looked at him and actually caught himself looking at Stewart’s lips.
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