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Baby Brother Now

Heart warming and swelling even more with love, the younger removed Dean from his carseat and placed him in his stroller. Giving his adorable, little one his pacifier and blankie, Sam pushed the stroller into the adult baby store.
 
Dean smiles behind his pacifier, sucking it gently, as he clutched his blanket in his hand, looking around the store curiously.
 
Putting diapers with cute patterns into the cart, along with wipes and other essentials. The store was quiet, it still being the early hours, and a bit before the mild rush would come in. Heading to the food aisle, Sam picked out some baby food jars he knew Dean would like, along with some cookies for later.


Seeing the toy section not too far away, the taller smiled down at his brother, "Okay, you've been really good so far, buddy. Wanna pick out a toy or stuffed animal?"
 
Dean looked up at Sam and gurgled, bouncing in his stroller, excited that Daddy was offering to let him pick out his own toy. Giggling softly, the baby boy nodded, making grabby hands for the toy asile. He was also happy at the praise his brother was giving him. Telling him that he was being a good boy, made Dean feel very special.
 
Chuckling to himself at his baby's excitement, the younger quickly pushed the stroller to the toy aisle, then, taking his baby from his stroller, Sam picked him up so Dean could have a better view at the different plushies and toys lining the shelves.


"Anything you want, baby. You've earned it."
 
Dean's eyes widened and reached out, grabbing a cute stuffed bunny. He cooed and giggled as he held it in his arms, hugging it tight. This is what he wanted, something to cuddle with.
 
Smiling warmly at the little one in his arms, hugging a stuffed bunny, the taller asked, "What are you going to name it, sweetheart?"
 
Dean paused. He had no idea what to name his new friend. He looked up at Sam sadly and pouted. It wasn't like he could speak all that well, anyway.
 
Feeling suddenly bad at seeing his brother pouting, Sam made a mock-show of thinking, making funny faces, hoping to cheer up his baby boy, "Hmm...how about...Bugs?" knowing Dean liked the cartoon, with the iconic rabbit that everyone loved.
 
Dean shook his head no. He could choose a name later. Right now, he wanted to go get somehing to eat. He was hungry, and his tummy kept growling.
 
"Let me just pay for this, buddy. And then we can eat." Hurrying as fast as he could to pay for the items, Sam almost dropped his wallet in his haste. Once that was done, and the bags were tucked away in the seats of the Impala, Sam pulled out some of the food he bought, along with a spoon, and started to feed Dean.
 
Dean eats the food messily, getting it all over his chin and his clothes, but he didn't seem to mind. He was just glad to be fed.
 
Wiping his baby's chin, Sam buckled Dean into his carseat, and handed him his new friend to keep him company. Starting up the Impala, they headed home.
 
Dean smiled and giggled as he hugged his bunny in his arms and looked out the window, watching all the things that they passed.
 
Occasionally stealing a glance at the happy little one in the background, Sam finally managed to arrive home, the sight of the house relaxing and natural to him. Bringing the bags inside, then opening the passenger's door, the taller removed his brother from his carseat, "Make sure to look after your new friend, Deanie," Sam gently reminded as he brought Dean inside the house.
 
Dean cooed and giggled, bouncing on the floor a bit, as he played with his new toy. He was so happy, and glad that Sam let him get his bunny.
 
Sitting himself on the couch, typing away at his laptop, Sam kept an eye on his baby, in case he'd need something. It was nice to see Dean get so happy and excited over something a tad simple. Adorable and heart-warming, to say the least.
 
Dean played with his bunny for a while, but started to tire of it. He sat it on the floor, and crawled over to Sam, plopping down in front of him, and patting the floor with his hands.
 
Blushing happily, dimples indenting their place on the younger's cheeks, he cooed, "Aww. Thanks, buddy."
 

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