Baby Brother Now

[AStarorTwo]

Carrying his brother to the kitchen, and setting him down in his highchair, Sam ruffled his baby's dark blonde hair before grabbing a jar of food and a spoon. Opening the jar and getting some of the food on the spoon, the younger Winchester started to feed Dean.

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

Dean eats the food messily, globs of it dribbling down his chin and onto the front of his outfit. But Dean didn't mind, he just enjoyed his time being fed by Sam.

 

[AStarorTwo]

"Messy boy," Sam teased as he cleaned up his brother's face. Once Dean was finished eating, Sam burped him and changed his outfit, putting him in a light green romper with a white shirt underneath.

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

Dean smiled and looked up at Sam, reaching up and grabbing at his long hair. He wanted Sam to play with him, but he usually just got on his computer, and put him in his playpen by himself.

 

[AStarorTwo]

Chuckling at his baby's antics, Sam reached over and shut his laptop, sometimes the younger Winchester felt bad that he just left Dean all by himself in his playpen. Besides, being a good parent was also playing with your child.


Taking out a majority of Dean's toys and laying them on the floor, Sam set his baby down across from him.


Crossing his legs, Sam cooed, "What do you want to play first with, baby boy?"

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

Dean cooed and pointed to a little blue ball, reaching for it. He never really played with that ball, because he felt like it required at least two people to play with.

 

[AStarorTwo]

"Good pick, Deanie. Okay, see if you can pass it towards me," the younger Winchester cooed. A ball to play with was good choice, and it could also help Dean with his motor skills.

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

Dean picked up the ball and clumsily threw it to Sam. It rolled past him, but Dean was still happy, with how well he threw it. His motor skills seemed to be improving a little bit.

 

[AStarorTwo]

A warm grin spread across Sam's face, "Awesome, Dean!" Before Sam threw the ball back to Dean, the younger raised his hand, now testing to see if the older could give him a high-five.

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

Dean just sat there, looking at Sam with a confused face. Why was he raising his hand up? Dean just dismissed it and reached for the ball in Sam's hands.

 

[AStarorTwo]

Shaking his head and giving a small, yet slightly confused smile, Sam gently tossed the ball towards Dean. He could teach him how to high-five later.

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

Dean giggled and grabbed the ball before it could roll past him. He then looked up at Sam and smiled, putting the ball down and clumsily blowing him kisses.

 

[AStarorTwo]

As sappy as it might sound, Sam's heart almost melted at the sight. Leaning forward, his long torso over the ball, the younger assaulted his baby's face with butterfly kisses, many of them aimed at the dusting of freckles along Dean's cheeks.

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

Dean giggled softly and reached up, trying to block his face with his hands, but Sam moved them everytime. Dean loved this. He finally got love and attention and all the other things he deserved.

 

[AStarorTwo]

"Oh. Don't you dare try and escape me," Sam mock-growled, before picking his brother up and pretending to almost drop him, then throw him up in the air a bit, then catch Dean securely in his arms.

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

Dean was a bit shocked by how strong Sam was. He was also scared, and didn't like the way Sam was throwing him up like that. He knew Sam wouldn't let him fall, but Dean was definately not used to doing that.

 

[AStarorTwo]

Stopping his own antics, Sam felt a bit bad at what he had done, his baby didn't look happy. Holding him tightly, Sam murmured, "Sorry, baby. I got a little carried away, didn't I?"

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

Dean whimpered and started to cry, laying his head on Sam's shoulder as he sobbed. He was feeling in need of some cuddles.

 

[AStarorTwo]

Sighing, Sam thoroughly felt like an asshole, to put it bluntly. Bringing Dean over to his bed, and laying him down, Sam did the same, wrapping the large, warm blanket around both of their frames.


Holding the older tightly, the younger whispered soft words of comfort and praise, "I'm sorry, baby. You did really well with that ball, though. I'm so proud of you."

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

Dean slowly calmed down, nuzzling against Sam's large chest, and feeling him breathe, Dean was now in a state of relaxation. Eventually, Dean's lunch made its way into the back of his diaper, which was now warm and lumpy and bulged out a lot. But Dean liked the way it felt, all warm and compact, pressing against his skin. (maybe Sam lets Dean keep the diaper on for a bit?)

 

[AStarorTwo]

Smelling something from the back of Dean's diaper, Sam dismissed for the time being. The older seemed to like it, and his little one deserved to relax and not be hindered by a diaper change at the moment.


Kissing his baby's nose, Sam smiled.

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

Dean gurgled, as he rolled onto his back, and wiggled his bottom a bit, giggling as he felt the load in his diaper pressing against him, and spreading around. Dean loved that feeling, and he usually never dropped a load that big, unless he had eaten a big meal previously.

 

[AStarorTwo]

Rolling his eyes at his brother, Sam teased, "Messy. You feeling better though, baby?"

 

[WeirdAlternativeGirl]

Dean looked over at Sam, and smiled, rolling onto his tummy so he could see him better.

 

[AStarorTwo]

Leaning over, Sam blew a raspberry on the inside of his baby's neck. The younger didn't feel as bad for making the older upset anymore, but it still remained in the pit of his stomach.