Date: 2016-04-03 02:13 am (UTC)
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Dean sprawled on the pillows bonelessly, trying to get his breath back. Sam had the decency to collapse mostly off of him so that he had a shot at not being crushed to death. Dean's bones buzzed and he blinked blearily, a crack of light coming into his vision from where the blindfold was coming askew.

"What the..." He stopped, let himself breathe a little longer before trying again. "Sam, what's...I don't..."

Sam gave a contented chuckle. Dean felt fingers grope at his forehead, then the blindfold was pulled off him and he blinked into the light. Sam pulled his own blindfold off then, eyes glinting satisfaction at him.

"We didn't--" Dean wiped his face, confused. He whispered, "Sam, we didn't stop the sacrifice."

"Dean."

Sam reached out a hand to gently lift his chin. His little brother's smile was dangerous and content and more than a little hot. The words that followed made the pit drop out of his stomach while simultaneously being even hotter.

"Who the hell did you think you were being sacrificed to?"
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