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Jungkook always has to do everything in this house.
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Taehyung rides Jungkook hands free.
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Seokjin noticed his hands most of everything. He flailed them around a lot, almost hitting a poor old lady on the face while they were on their way to get ice cream. He had marked tan lines on his wrists, and pretty fingers he laced together, leaving his hands on his lap, and soft palms where he rested his chin while he listened to Jin.
When he smiled, Jin understood what he was told as a child: you get a mark on your body, or maybe sign in your environment. But mostly, it was a tug in your heart, an unavoidable feeling of fascination towards that concrete person.or
Jin's opinion on soulmates changes a lot through the years.
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"Kookie?" He offered a soft hum as an answer. "Do you feel like that when you are with me?"
"What do you mean?"
"You said you feel... Unreal. That you feel nothing. Do you feel like that when we are together? Because... sometimes you laugh, and you seem... happy. But that may be in my imagination, because I want you to be so badly."
Jeongguk raised his head, looking at him. He took a moment to drink in the sight. Taehyung looked so tired but so comfortable, hair messed up and t-shirt old. In his mind, Jeongguk could almost make up a world where he would get to wake up to this every morning, to warm hands on his waist and sleepy eyes, and a raspy voice that would mutter his nickname like it was gold, when truly gold was everything Taehyung was, shining and pure and beautiful.
"No. When I'm with you I feel things. It's very scary, because I never... I never had a friend before. But it feels amazing to try it for the first time. With you."
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Jeongguk thinks he's numb, but Taehyung is too warm, too bright, too precious to ignore.
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Sam said, "You know I wish you just wanted to fuck me? That would be easy, they've got words for that kind of messed up."
That just made Dean's pits sweat. He felt like Wile E. Coyote running into a tunnel painted onto a mountain face, little birds circling around his head. "Uh."
"What do you know about Jeffrey Dahmer?"
He'd been having a good day.
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"So, you learn anything case-related from this guy before you started plowing him, or did the fact that he's gonna explode this week not come up during foreplay?"
Dean thought he sounded incredibly normal. Sam was being infuriatingly mild about the whole thing, like Dean was even sure he had sex before he walked in on him.
Sam hummed. A straw wrapper on the dashboard lifted up at one end and started floating. "Prophetic visions are a mood-killer."
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Dean knows it can't go on, him and Sam. They're going to get caught and it's fucking them up. Problem is, he can't bring himself to end it, so he thinks up a way to get Sam to end it for him. He's sure it's gonna work. It's bulletproof.
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The year is 1999.
On Dean’s birthday, Sam shows Dean what he’s ready to do for him. On Sam’s birthday, Dean shows Sam how much he believes in him, even though they like opposite things.
In the summer, Dean has two realizations. First, who he really wants. Second, that it will never work out because they like opposite things.
And Sam? Sam’s just happy to prove him wrong.
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- Part 55 of Meta's Wincest Fics
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Sam watched Dean hack up firewood with his hatchet. The magically-induced heat wave had his shirt soaked with sweat.
“Did you ever have a, uh… experimental phase?” Sam smacked his lips, trying to think of a diplomatic way to phrase it. “That kid—by which I mean you—has been staring. At me. Kind of a lot.”
(Sam and Dean get sent back to 1996 and go on a hunt with their teenaged selves. The kids don't know who they are.)
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- Part 1 of Pine sweat