For a moment you think this must be what Sam really looks like: young, carefree, so in love it hurts. You hear the whisper of cloth-against-cloth, skin touching skin, with the harsher whisper above it, words that hardly make sense: "One day a year, it's not enough. It's never going to be enough, Dean. Beautiful, just beautiful. *heart clutch* ♥
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Date: 2008-05-09 03:17 am (UTC)*SOBS*
For a moment you think this must be what Sam really looks like: young, carefree, so in love it hurts. You hear the whisper of cloth-against-cloth, skin touching skin, with the harsher whisper above it, words that hardly make sense: "One day a year, it's not enough. It's never going to be enough, Dean.
Beautiful, just beautiful. *heart clutch* ♥