I’m… neutral? Like, I don’t know. I’ve seen enough weird
coincidences and slip ups over the years to not wonder about the nature of J2’s
relationship, even though it would be staggering and so fucking sad if they seriously have lived in the closet all this
time. I don’t follow the wives (or J2 for that matter) on instagram, I just stay
away from any kind of debate or speculation – at the end of the day, no one knows
the truth but them. Regardless of what the situation really is, I feel sorry
for all of them. To constantly live like that, with hundred of thousands of
people trying to dig into your very personal life – I wouldn’t trade with them
in a million years, what a nightmare. Basically, I just want J2 to be happy.
“Do you think soulmates are identical in every alternate universe?” Sam asked, head on Dean’s chest.
It’s silent in the bunker, only the two of them, and they can pretend that there’s nothing else out of the two of them. No demons, angels or anything. It’s nice. Peaceful.
“Dude, are you high or something? It’s two freaking am, why are you talking about that ?”
“Yeah I know but it’s… I just wonder if we… We’re like that, in others universes. Or if there was some sort of mistake in this one”
“Mistake?” Dean tenses a little, his arm tightened Sam a little more
“You know what I mean. Brothers being soulmates. Not that common.”
Dean remains silent for a moment.
He thinks about another universe, the attractiveness between Dean Smith and Sam Wesson, how they were ready to leave everything to be together, how strong their connection was.
He thinks about another universe, the loneliness that he felt in the one in which mom never died, and Sam went to Stanford. How both brothers wanted the other but never did a thing about it.
He thinks about another universe, the happiness of Jared and Jensen, the joy of being together, even in secret.
He thinks about another universe, the knowledge of other Sam, who lived years between their two words and never, not once, questioned Dean’s love for him.
He thinks about their universe, the pain, the secrets, but also the attractiveness, the loneliness when they’re not together, the happiness and most of all, the love. Always here, no matter what, no matter where.
“Wasn’t a mistake Sammy. This is exactly how it should be”
He can feel Sam smiling against him and he sighs, thanking whoever put them in this particular place. They’re in the perfect universe.
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