First kiss

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Sam- "Oh, come on, just kiss her already!" Dean said, earning himself a smack by Sam. We were all hanging out in the bunker and Dean had supposedly caught Sam making "love eyes" at me. I could feel myself blushing and a quick glance at Sam proved he was also blushing. Sam quickly changed the topic, but I couldn't help feeling a bit disappointed. I had liked him for a while and I'm pretty sure he did too, but we never said or did anything about it. Eventually, I decided just to go to bed. As I was walking to my room, I heard footsteps behind me. I turned around to see Sam jogging up.
"Hey, I just wanted to clear up what Dean said earlier."
You started rambling, "Oh, yeah, that. Listen, he was just being stupid. I mean not like I don't like you but I know Dean just says things and I don't blame you for anything but..."
Sam cut me off by pulling me in and placing his lips gently on mine. My hand was in his hair and his hands around my waist. My world swayed and dipped as we kissed. We were so in tune to each other we didn't notice Dean walking past us until we heard,
"Thank God, it's about time."
Dean- Sam had decided to stay behind at the motel to do some research (seriously, always with the research), while Dean and I checked out the body of the latest victim. It had obviously been a vamp attack, so the whole thing went pretty quickly and we were on the way back soon. We were listening to the radio and the song "T.N.T." by AC/DC came out. I grinned at Dean and started jamming out to the music. It ended while we were at the stop light and we both were laughing because we looked like complete idiots. Our laughter died down and then we were just staring at each other. I saw Dean glance down to my lips. Smirking at his unsubtle move, I closed the remaining space between us and kissed him. He froze and I leaned back, worried I had misread the situation.
But then he whispered, "You have no idea how long I have wanted to kiss you."
My smile returned and we kissed again, this time in perfect sync.
That is until cars started honking at us.

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