DID!SamWithMooseAss

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He smiled to himself and finally went to sleep with that picture in his mind.

Sam laid in bed, exhausted by the days events, but feeling a bit accomplished by it. He kinda liked being a professor. Maybe, after the two of them got too old to save the world, Sam pictures the two of them in a house of their own being and doing the entire domestic scene. +

*Chuckles and gropes Dean's ass* Where have you been?

"C'mon, we gotta go to sleep early for tomorrow." Sam smiles at his older brother, pecking his cheek. He climbs the stairs up to their room and slips into the bed naked.

Sam chuckles at the kiss, his habds wrapping around the older brother's waist, pulling him forward for another kiss. "Love you, De." He says softly.

Sam couldn't help but feel a bit flustered at how his older brother was looking at him. "What..?" He begins to ask cautiously. "What is it?"

Sam came back from his shower, a wet mop that was his hair rested on his head and a towel wrapped around his waist. "Really?" He chuckles, "Cereal for dinner? Just how long have you been asleep on that bed?"

"Great." Sam says, giving the older brother a peck on the cheek before retreating to the shower. "You're gonna have to wear something fancy though. You can borrow something of mine if you want?" Sam calls out, getting the water ready for a shower.

It was a wonder how Sam had even survived this place. "Are you going with me to the PTA meeting tomorrow?" Sam asks, "We're missing leads and I'm sure someone will know something about the beheading."

Sam rolled his eyes at the older brother's comment. "It's an Ivy League school Dean. If I'm not playing the part right, then they'll know something's off." Sam sighs, walking towards his husband and wrapping him in a hug. He was surprised at how much that school had drained him +

through the house to find his husband.

Sam opened the front door in a huff, waddling through the house that they rented for the weekend with both arms carrying stacks of files and paperwork. He stacked them down on their small kitchen table before finally calling out, "Dean, I'm home!" He breathes out, walking +

"Last lecture done! T-T On my way back. 💋"

professor has asked him out on a date at least twice now. He hasn't even been able to look at his phone, he's been so busy. After a poorly preformed first lecture, the younger smiles at his phone screen as he finally looks at Dean's text. Sam texts back: +

Luckily Sam only had two classes to teach that day. However but they were spread apart by a long stretch of hours. It's not exactly like he could just drive home in the middle of the day. There were department meetings he had to attend and Sam's sure that the Linguistics +

lecture today. He might be a mentally exhausted mess by the end of today with all the interaction with students and staff, but the sooner the younger brother can find something out about this murder the quicker he can leave and the quicker he can have his weekend with Dean.

They had only been in California for a day, driving there for a weekend getaway when the two hunters caught news of a beheading on campus grounds and decided to investigate. Sam was able to falsify documents quick enough to become a teaching Latin professor and had his first +

@EldestWinchestr [[STARTER]] Sam leans in close to the ear of his older brother and also husband. "Hey, I'm off to work. I'm taking the impala. See you when I get back, De." Sam whispers and presses a kiss onto Dean's cheek before driving on his way to Stanford University. +

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