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Forever Trusting Who We Are

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There’s sweat beading on Sam’s forehead, big fat drops that slide down his nose, hanging suspended for the briefest of moments before falling, hitting Dean’s face, his chest, his neck, his open, gasping mouth. The skin sizzles in contact with the salty water, bringing a sharp, stinging pain that reminds them who Dean is now, what he is.

But their intertwined fingers, Sam's solid weight pressing Dean into the mattress, his eyes so darkened with lust and love that they almost match the blackness in Dean’s… it reminds them that as long as they both remember who they are together, nothing else matters.