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Dean was having issues sleeping; then again he had a lot on his mind. He was happy with Stewart and loved every minute of the time they had together but the way things with Sam were not settling well with him. They had yet to talk as he promised they would and he was making means to ignore him, but dating Stewart made it easier to dodge Sam. He felt terrible for dodging Sam but he was stressed and worried about how everything was. Dean wanted his best friend back, but it was a question on how Sam would return.

He thought he could hear Sam tossing and turning in his bed, it was torture to know he was so close. His curtains closed and he tried to keep his eyes closed and stop thinking about him. Stewart was on his mind of course but it was tossing between the two as he had been doing for days. He had this great boyfriend, but then he had this infatuation with Sam. What the hell had he got himself into? He knew the only way to fix this was to talk to him about it, but the talking was getting harder to start.

As he heard the stirring sound of Sam he got curious as to what he was doing. Next thing he knew he was besides his bed saying Dean Please. Dean sat up rubbed his eyes recalling he didn’t have his glasses. “Yeah?” He said as he pushed the curtain away. “What is it?” Okay that was stupid to ask Sam wanted to talk and it was obvious. “Come on in.” He mumbled softly.