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Sam Winchester considers himself lucky. 


Of course, he has Dean. Like Literally having him.


Sometimes, Dean can be such a fucking moron. Like right now.


Dean is very well aware that Sam is watching him but still he is shameless flirting with that busty brunette.


Sam knows that flirting is like second nature to Dean, still his skin prickles with jealousy. 


He knew that it didn't mean anything but-


Dean is his


Like Sam is Dean's


She leans into Dean's space, obviously interested.




Dean comes back with food.


"Only us," mumbles Dean as he slides into  booth.


Sam smiles.