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Sleep. Wincest Sam is fast asleep when he hears the noise. At first he’s confused, wondering if the dog has to go outside, until he realizes the whining is accompanied by a hand touching him. Opening his eyes slowly, he jumps a little at seeing how close Dean is to his face.
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"Can I sleep here?" He asks, pawing at the bed. "I don’t like sleeping alone."
Sam blinks a few times, trying to sort his thoughts, thinking about saying no again until Dean whines softly.
"Sure." He says, scooting over as Dean climbs on the bed, curling himself near the end of the bed, stealing a pillow, pulling his own blanket over himself.
Looking at him for a few more seconds, Sam just shrugged and closed his eyes again. And if he feels the soft swipe of Deans tongue as a small thank you, he doesn’t mention it in the morning, just smiles softly.