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Raising Sammy

Rolling his eyes and smiling fondly, Dean let Sam be in his room while he bickered with Cas and Gabriel as they sorted the bags. While it was only three days, the four packed a decent amount of items, and needed to be in their proper places.
 
Sam laid on his tummy and smiled as he took in his room. He had missed all of his plushies and toys while he was gone.
 
Ruffling Sam's long hair, Dean nodded, "I know they did, buddy." Handing a few plushies to Sam, Dean wanted him to reunite with his stuffed pals. It was pretty cute.
 
Dean rolled his eyes fondly at his little brother. Kid was sweeter than a candy store sometimes, and Dean took pride in that.
 
Dean grinned from ear to ear as he returned the gestures, hugging Sam tightly and kissing the taller's cheek. Before the accident that made this all happen, this would've been so rare and nearly non-existent.


"Thanks, Sammy." the older Winchester murmured.
 
Having this huge Sasquatch hug him felt warm and elating, and Dean wrapped his arms around Sam. They didn't pull away for a while, until Dean characteristically got uncomfortable.
 
A wider smile spread across Dean's face as he watched Sam toddle through the hallway to the kitchen. His brother was something special.
 
Blushing a bit himself, Dean grinned from ear to ear as he wrapped his arms around Sam. "My Sammy," he mimicked.
 
Laughing a bit at Sam's determined dragging of his brother, Dean nodded as he was led into the nursery. Standing with his hands on his hips, Dean quirked a brow playfully, "What do you wanna play, buddy?"
 
"Daddy! And you be baby." Sam said with a giggle as he pulled out one of his diapers and handed it to Dean with a smile.
 
Dean had the grace to blush once more, before complying and taking off his pants and boots, leaving him in just his t-shirt and underwear. Soon the latter would go, and Dean was able to tape the diaper around his waist by himself. It felt rather puffy, but decidedly comfortable.


Looking up at Sam, who was smiling brightly, Dean returned the gesture. "Now what...Daddy?" he asked.
 
Holding the plushie in his hands, Dean smirked. It was a pretty cute green dinosaur with blue octagons decorating it. "Thanks," he murmured.
 
"You welcome, baby." Sam said as he went about doing important Daddy type things, even pretending to read the paper like he saw Daddy do sometimes.
 
Sitting on the floor, his patted bottom making crinkling noises when he moved, Dean kept an eye on Sam. Even if he was supposed to be the "baby", the older Winchester was still looking after Sam.


Playing with his plushie, Dean copied the same babbles his brother still sometimes did.
 

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