"hear 'em whisperin' our names, sammy?" dean says with a lust lazy smirk, pressing his knife into sam's pulse just to feel his little brother's precious snakebaby heartbeat pulse against the blade, "one day they're gonna scream 'em."

or: dean and sam are serial killers that have been murdering together since the tender age of seventeen.

(i've murdered half the town,
left you love notes on their headstones
i'll fill the graveyards until i have you.)

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