This one is kinda personal.
"Deen?" My 3 year old brother Sammy asked me
"Yeah Sam" I said trying to hide the fact that I had been crying.
"Are you okay? Did you get hurt?" He asked concerned.
"Yeah, I am hurt buddy. You just can't see it."
"Did you break your arm?"
"No, remover you can't see it. My hurt is in my head."
"Will you get better?"
This made me cry. Would I ever get better? What is I never feel better again?
"I don't know Sammy."
"Why are you hurt?"
"I don't know Sam."
"Hey deen?"
"Yeah?"
"I love you."
"I love you too buddy."
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Destiel one shots!! And maybe Sabriel
FanfictionI have ideas about random destiel shit so here you go.