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sam winchester || four walls

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You walked in, said I've got some news:
I didn't say all I wanted to
You know I told you that I wasn't scared, well I lied
You told me, babe, I only think of you
And I said all I got is a bunch of sad stories
And I told them all before the night was through
And we cried, oh, but we're here now
And I'm trying hard to make you love me
But I don't wanna try too hard
And I'm trying to take it lightly
But we're here now

Sam stumbles into the motel room; his clothes are tattered and bloody, his hands are grimy, and his face is gray and tired. You don't have to ask how his hunt went; the answer's in his stance, in his silence. 

You lock eyes with him and you can see the last bit of his composure shatter. He lies on the bed next to you and pulls you into his chest. "Promise you won't ever leave me, okay?"

You nod and whisper, "I promise." You don't ask why, you only comply.

Sam presses a kiss to the top of your head. "Good, because I love you. I can't do this without you."

Those four walls now are the only place that I can breathe out
And those four walls now are home
And those four walls now are the only place that I can feel
And those four walls now are home

You don't say anything; you let Sam do what he needs. You stare blankly up at the ceiling of the motel room as Sam presses his warm lips into the skin of your neck. You stare as he pulls you closer to him, pressing his body against his. You stare as he nuzzles his face into your neck, eventually falling asleep. You stare all night and think about how this feels.

This feels warm. This feels heavy, with sadness, with solemnity, with permanence. This feels like home.

You are Sam's home; he is yours.

I wanna make you feel how I feel when I'm listening to love songs
I wanna take you to the peak of everything that you are
You're everything I need tonight
And I'm trying hard to make you want me
But I don't wanna try too hard
I was thinking you got what you came for
But you're here now

Dean died that night. Sam told you in the morning. And when the words fell from his lips, it felt like time had stopped. It felt like you were paralyzed, because you knew that everything had changed, that a huge part of your life was gone, and that the remainder wasn't going to be the same.

Those four walls now are the only place that I can breathe out
And those four walls now are home
And those four walls now are the only place that I can feel
And those four walls now are home

So you try to be what you were before, because Sam needs it more then ever. He needs a home. You were his home. 

But so was Dean, and he can't accept that.

He won't accept the leftovers of his home. He wants all of it, and won't take just some.

Falling at the hand of a perfect man
Falling at the hand of a perfect man

And whether he realizes it or not, Sam is breaking, and the pieces of you are shattering with him.

Because your home is deteriorating before your eyes and you can't go on without it. 

Those four walls now are the only place that I can breathe out
And those four walls now are home
And those three words now are the only things that can save me
And those three words now are home

Once upon a time, there were heavy, reverent words whispered into the dark of the night from the lumpy bed of a dingy motel room.

"Promise you won't ever leave me, okay?"

"I promise."

"Good, because I love you. I can't do this without you."

But that was a million years ago, before the knight was defeated by the dragon, before the princess was left alone.

Before happily ever after was ruined.