One moment Sam was getting into his bed and the next he was saying that it was good he was still with Stewart. Dean was about to say something before Sam’s feet were already working on getting out of the bed again. Dean had hardly any time to react and was just rubbing his hand over his eyes sort of confused. He reached out his hand and touched his arm. “Sam?” He was rather confused by this all and no doubt hurt but he was sure he had hurt Sam too. “What are you on about?”
He sighed as he looked at Sam. “You know if I was to be with you it wouldn’t matter what people would say. I like him yes, but I like you too. I’m confused and not really sure about anything at the moment.” Dean looked down at his hand and ran his fingers through his hair nervously. “What do you want me to do?”
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