7. feather weight

Dean's the one who was terrified of flying.

So Dean's the one who gets wings.

God is cruel. Sam knows that.

Sam screamed like a girl the very first time he flew with Dean.

Damn yellow-eyed demon was to blame.

Yeah, right.

"Come on, bro." That quiet smile on Dean's face makes him look years younger. His wings are fully spread behind him. Sam won't say it out loud, but Dean is beautiful like that.

Dean puts out his hand, and Sam doesn't hesitate.

Dean's here. Dean won't let him fall. Ever.

When they fly Sam feels light as a feather.

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