In love with the concept of Sam hunching over whenever Dean hugs him, making himself smaller so he could fit in his big brother's arms and tucking his chin on Dean's shoulder. Every single time. Like they don't even think about it, it's just a natural thing between them.
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Sometimes, Kerry forgot who he was dating. Like yeah yeah he knew he was dating someone, and he loved that someone with his full chest. But sometimes he forgot that V was a fucking Merc and would drag his bloody ass through the Villa and scare the fuck out of Kerry when he got home.
“V? Babe!” He called, following the trail of bloody clothes and things that had been knocked over. The bathroom door opened to reveal his bloody merc, sitting on the closed toilet and trying to fix himself.
“What the hell happened?” Kerry asked, dropped his things and taking off his jacket, getting into full nurse mode as he started to pull things from the cabinet.
“I’m so sorry, Ker. I tried to not make a mess-“ V was silenced by a kiss and a bump against his forehead. “That’s not what I asked. I asked what the hell happened to your pretty face.” He said, and V was the merge of becoming putty in hands.
“Some gonks that didn’t know who I was. Thought they could take me. They almost got me obviously- OW!” He shouted when Kerry started to clean the wound, earning an eye roll. “Don’t be a big baby.”
“But I’m your baby.” V teased, then flinched when he was flicked against the chest.
“Not funny. I’m being serious, you look like you dragged a corpse through our Villa.” Kerry didn’t even realize what he had said until V looked down at him.
“Ours?” He asked, his voice dangerously soft. Kerry kept cleaning, just in case he had fucked up by saying that.
“Yeah. Ours. Whats mine is yours, I was serious about that.” Kerry said once he had finished wrapping V’s wounds. “I’m calling Vik tomorrow- Don’t give me that look just let him come and check you out okay?” Kerry kissed his forehead, then went to find him some comfortable clothes. “We’ll shower tomorrow, you need to sleep you look like hell.”
He helped V get dressed then up the stairs to their bed. Once V was settled, he got ready for bed, fully aware of the merc staring at him while he got ready.
V was all in his face once he finally settled down and got a kiss, he hummed and cupped his face, careful of the cuts and bruises. Damn them, fucking up his mainline’s face like this. What the hell was Kerry supposed to hold now?!
“I like us sharing things.. it’s dumb but I like having things that are ‘ours.’” Kerry’s heart melted when he said that, and he knew it was because V was doped up on painkillers but it was still sweet and Kerry wanted to give him everything.
“What’s mine is yours, baby.. I’m yours too.” V gave him a smile, then tucked himself under Kerry’s chin, resting on his chest.
“Mmm me too..” he mumbled before falling asleep.
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It is done!~ I hope you like it! It’s the gift I’ve been wanting to make you.
OMG DAMON AND MY GIRLLLLLLLL
THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU
THIS IS SO CUTE AND IT WAS SO SWEET OF YOU TO DRAW IT 🥺🩵💙 I can't express in words how adorable this is, Thank you so much, Shea! You're an absolute sweetheart!
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