The Boyfriend Trap (HS AU)

The Game

Sam’s face was pressed into his biology book when Dean got home. He must have fallen asleep while studying. Sam hadn’t even heard the Impala’s engine rumbling into the driveway.

As he sat up groggily, Sam felt a pair of warm strong arms slip under his legs and behind his back.

“D-Dean… put me down. I’m not five.” Sam grumbled as he tried to push against his brother’s chest, with arms that were weak from sleepiness.

“I know that, but you don’t look like you would make it to your room.” Dean said with a laugh. “Jesus Sam, you seriously need to stop growing or something! This isn’t fair!”

“My books. I need to pack my backpack.” Sam grumbled.

“I’ll handle it for you.” Dean said. “Where’s your phone? I need to plug it in.”

Sam’s eyes flew open. He had remembered hearing it buzz earlier, but he had been too tired check what it had said. Sam knew that it must have been Gabriel. If Dean saw what the message said before him, then things could get awkward very fast.

Sam squirmed in Dean’s arms and he tried to get away to find his phone.

“Woah! Chill Sammy. It’s not the end of the world. I’ll bring it to you okay.” Dean said as he struggled not to drop Sam.

 “Deannnn… I can get…” Sam whined in a sleepy tone as his voice cracked slightly.

Sam felt the rumbling laughter in his brother’s chest as his feet finally were finally set onto the ground. With a slight wobble, Sam stood before rushing to the table and grabbing his phone.

Hurriedly, he shoved blinking device into his pocket and started to shove stuff back into his backpack. After, he set the bag by the door so it would be ready for him in the morning.

When he turned around, Sam saw that Dean was leaning against the doorframe, a smile lighting up his face.

“What?” Sam asked hesitantly.

"Nothin' Sammy. Its nothin' You just make me laugh is all." Dean said with a light chuckle.

Sam gave Dean the look that was often referred to as his 'puppy dog eyes' as he tried to unscramble his sleepy brain.

You look ready to pass out Sam."  Dean commented as he stepped beside him.

"I feel like death." Sam grumbled.

"Well okay Debbie Downer. You want a piggyback ride to your bed then?" Dean asked with raised eyebrows.

Sam nodded groggily and tried to scramble onto his brother's firm back.

He rested his head on his brother’s shoulder and closed his eyes sleepy as Dean began to walk.

What seemed like seconds later he was being deposited into his tiny twin bed that Dean swore that he was gonna outgrow overnight.

Sam tried to mumble a thanks to his brother as Dean tucked him in snuggly but it came out sounding more like "Thssnkk Deann. Yrrr the bestest…"

“Any time little bro.” Dean said with a laugh as he walked from the room and shut the door quietly behind him.

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Sam was shaken awake hurriedly by Dean the next morning.

“Sammy, come on get a move on. We’re gonna be late if you don’t get your ass up!”

“Nooo…. Go away Dean…” Sam grumbled as he lightly tried to shove his brother away and pull the covers around him.

Sam smiled slightly to himself when he was answered with silence. He simply assumed that Dean had decided to leave him alone and let him sleep. However, moments later the blankets that were keeping him so warm were ripped away.