Prompt from Rebekah: (17.11.13): Dean ‘saves’ puppy from streets. Sam can’t believe it but it makes him happy – Sam ends up taking care – Dean cuddles and pictures
Sorry this took me forever (and that I veered off the prompt), but I hope you liked!
“Hey, uh, Dean?”
“What?” The blonde came around the corner to see Sam standing with his back to the door, his hands on hips, “Jesus, Sam! You couldn’t have showered first?” Dean covered his nose with his shirt, almost gagging on the post-run Sam stench.
“What the hell is this?” The giant half turned to face the elder who’d stopped in the doorway.
“What’s-” The eldest cut himself off as he was knocked to the floor by a pile of fur and slobber, “Cassandra!” He chuckled as the dog continued her assault on his face.
After the warm welcome he received the dog sat down directly in front of him as he climbed back to his feet, tail making a dull thud, thud against the floor.
Sam cleared his throat and raised an eyebrow expectantly, “Well?”
“… It’s a dog,” Dean patted her head before moving to the couch, the dog following obediently, “I thought you were supposed to be the smart one?”
Sam rolled his eyes, “Yeah, I can see it’s a dog. I mean why is it here?”
“Oh… y’know…” The eldest rubbed a hand at the back of his neck, “She,” he sighed and shook his head, “she peed on my car.”
“… So you decided to bring her home?” Sam moved to follow his brother, “Yeah, that makes sense.”
“Look, I just…” he bit his lip and turned his eyes toward the furry being, starring up at him with her big eyes, “I tried shooing her away, but she didn’t listen. I opened the door and she just hopped right in like she owned the place. I figured, if I was gonna be stuck with her, I might as well feed her. She really needed it, too,” he pet her head softly, “You should’ve seen her, Sam, she was all skin and bone.”
Sam raised his eyebrow, “I thought you didn’t like dogs?”
Dean stood, hands balling into fists at his sides, “So what? You think I’d just let her starve to death?”
“Wha…? No, of course not! I was just surprised.” Sam eyed his brother, why are you being so defensive?
The blonde noticed the look on his brothers’ face and scoffed, before heading off into the other room, Cassandra following suit, “Leave it alone, Sam.”
“I didn’t say anything.”
“Good,” his brother stopped in the doorway, “Take a shower, will ya? We’re already gonna have to burn the couch!”
Sam stood under the spray of the water, gears in his head turning, why is he so obsessed with keeping the dog? He soaped up his body, turning so the water cascaded down his back, you’re using it – her- to fill something, I just don’t- his eyes widened as he made the connection, Cassandra! You’re using her to replace Cas!
“Well look who finally made the connection.”
The voice made him jump and rip the curtain open, eyes wild until he spotted the blonde perched on the toilet seat. Sam tilted his head to the side, allowing the water to wash the soap from his chest, leave me alone.
“C’mon, Sam. We never talk anymore,” the giant stiffened as he saw the devils’ shadow get up and make his way to the curtain, “we gotta make the most of our alone time.”
You’re not real, you’re not real… He pressed on the scar on his palm, squeezing his eyes shut. He opened them and sighed in relief as the devil was nowhere in sight. He finished his shower quickly and toweled off, swinging the bathroom door open, stopping in the doorway as he saw the dog a few feet away, just starring at him.
“What the hell?” He walked a few paces closer, hoping to get to his bedroom, when it started growling at him, “Uh… Dean?”
The giant got closer to the dog, and it got up, before barring its’ teeth at him, beginning to growl. Sam stopped cold, halfway to his bedroom, what the hell? He held his one hand out, but dropped it back to his side when the dog began barking, “Dean?”
His brothers’ head poked out from around the corner, and immediately the dog ran over to him, demeanor changing completely. The blonde laughed and began petting her, while raising an eyebrow at his brother.
Sam stood there, shocked, “… Did you not just see how angry she was?”
“Angry?” His brother looked between the happy, tail-wagging dog and his brother for a moment, “…. This dog?”
“Yes, Dean, that one,” he took a step forward and the dog moved in front of Dean, beginning to growl again, “See?”
“Whoa, what did you do to her?”
Sams’ jaw dropped, he thinks I did something to her? “Nothing! I just came out of the shower and she was sitting there watching me.”
“Pfft,” Dean waved a dismissive hand, “She’s probably just protecting me.”
“Dean, I’m your brother,” he took another step toward the pair, ignoring the volume increase in the dogs’ growls, “she doesn’t need to protect you from me.”
Dean eyed him before disappearing around the corner, returning a moment later with a container of water, and a silver knife.
Sam snorted, “Dean, what…?”
His brother shrugged, handing the objects out to him, “Dogs are good at telling if a person is a threat.”
“Dud, c’mon, it’s me.”
“She didn’t have a problem with my brother when he came back from his run.”
“I’m your brother.”
“Prove it,” he wiggled the items in his hands.
Sam ran a hand through his hair, before grabbing the items, “Fine.” He took a swig from the holy water before pressing the silver knife against his forearm, raising an eyebrow at his brother, “Happy now? It’s still me.”
Sam rolled his eyes before looking back to his brother expectantly.
“Okay, fine, you’re you.”
“Thank-you,” he went forward a few more steps and the dog began barking, “Dude, seriously?”
Dean shot her a look and she ran down the hall, stopping around what sounded like the front door. The blonde turned back to his brother with a smirk, “What can I say? Chicks dig me.”
Sam rolled his eyes as he made his way to his room, “Just train her.”
Dean gave a half-smile and shrugged, “Who woulda guessed?”
The giant stopped in his doorway, giving his brother a look.
Dean chuckled as he walked away, “Looks like your bad luck with women isn’t exclusive to humans.”
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