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A Strong Refusal

Sam smiled and reached down to check Dean's diaper, finding it to be wet. "Let's change your diaper, okay, Dean?" Sam asked, as he pulled out the changing mat, as well as supplies.
 
Even in his toddler state of mind, Dean still wasn't comfortable with a few things, being changed included. He didn't like having Daddy Sammy seeing him without any clothes on. So, the green-eyed little one squirmed and tried to cover himself up.
 
"It's okay, Dean. It'll be over in a flash. I promise." Sam cooed, as he started to change Dean, adding a bit of extra powder, so Dean smelled nice and fresh.
 
Noticing that the taller was done quickly, just like he promised, Dean's blush faded away and he felt better with a fresh diaper taped around his waist. Sitting up, Dean made grabby hands for his brother/daddy, wanting to be picked up and cuddled a bit.
 
Sam smiled and picked Dean up, wrapping his arms around him, and gently rubbing his back, and cooing to him, trying to make Dean feel loved.
 
"Sure. What do you wanna watch, buddy?" Sam asked as he carried Dean into the living room, and sat him down on the floor, letting him pick his favorite movie.
 
Searching through the collection of movies, Dean pulled out one and said, "Hmmm...dis one!" with Rise of the Guardians in his hands.
 
Smiling, Dean cuddled close to his brother, teddy bear under his arm and thumb in his mouth.


But, every time Pitch came onto the screen, Dean whimpered and hid his face behind his blanket. It all reminded him of the scary monsters he, Daddy Sammy, and Daddy Cas used to fight. He didn't like it.
 
"Aww...it's okay, Dean. It's just a movie. I'm right here, little guy." Sam cooed as he rubbed Dean's back soothingly.
 
Wrapping his arms around his Daddy tightly, Dean tried to relax and eventually did, thanks to his brother telling him it was okay, and rubbing his back. He felt warm and loved, and continued to watch the movie, like a big boy.
 
An hour or two passed, and the movie eventually ended, and Dean sat up and rubbed his eyes, not wanting the movie to end. Even if he was scared a lot, he still like it, and it wasn't fair it had to end.


"Watch movie again?" the dark-blond asked, green orbs shining.
 
"Well, why don't we go play for a little while, then we can come watch the movie again, later?" Sam asks, as he ruffles Dean's hair.
 
Frowning a bit, letting what Sam had said sink in, Dean eventually nodded and crawled into the taller's arms, wrapping his arms around Sam's neck and his legs around the hazel-eyed man's waist, "Otay..."
 
"Okay. Let's go find something fun to play." Sam said, as he carried Dean back to his room, sitting down on the floor and pulling out a box of toys.
 
Sorting through the box, Dean pulled out a train set and giggled in happiness, "Twain set! Play wif this, Daddy?"
 
Grinning from ear to ear, eyes crinkling at the corners, Dean started to put together the train tracks, babbling to himself cheerfully as he did so.
 
Hearing Sam offer his help, Dean nodded and handed the taller a few tracks to put together, smiling before cooing, "Tanks, Daddy."


Once the train set was put together, the dark-blond clapped his hands and grabbed a green train and started to run it along the tracks, before saying cutely, "Choo choo!"
 
Sam chuckled at his brother's behavior. It was so sweet and adorable, and Sam would've never imagined Dean would be doing this.
 

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