Disclaimer: Not my characters. Just for fun.
Warnings: AU for "Dead Man's Blood"
Point of view: second
“We can have forever,” he whispers, trailing his fingers down your face. “Just say yes.”
“No,” you answer, shaking your head just a bit, not looking at him. His hands are cold on your skin and you can’t hear him breathe—a sound you’ve always known, even when he was all the way across the country.
“Sammy,” he says, pulling back and looking up into your eyes, and it’s a sin. It’s a sin he’s still so beautiful, and you hate him for it.
“You don’t call me that,” you tell him, trying to back up, to make sense of all this, and his fingers tighten on your chin. “You’re not him.”
And he smirks. NotDean fucking smirks at you, and it burns, it hurts so much, because he’s not Dean, but he is, and you just can’t do this anymore.
“Forever?” you whisper.
NotDean smiles, but you decide it doesn’t matter, because soon you’ll be NotSam and everything will feel right again.