[ dean snorts quietly, green meeting blue from over his shoulder briefly one more time before his attention's on sam. he blinks though, when a small wrapped object is presented to him, the idea of gifts having completely escaped his mind.
the dinner and this surprise was more than he deserved, after all.
he doesn't say anything before setting aside his beer and unwrapping the gift... and what he finds inside-- ah, well, there aren't enough words for someone who is already quite poor with them to begin with. dean doesn't lift the necklace from the midsts of the wrapping quite yet, no, he runs his fingers over the small car-like pendant that looks a lot like his baby from back home. ]
Sam- [ he glances back at his brother, words stuck for once in his life in a way that's almost embarrassing if he's honest.
he doesn't deserve this, he doesn't deserve either of them, but god, he's glad he has them anyway.
he's tugging sam into a hug as he speaks; ] It's perfect, Sammy, perfect.
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the dinner and this surprise was more than he deserved, after all.
he doesn't say anything before setting aside his beer and unwrapping the gift... and what he finds inside-- ah, well, there aren't enough words for someone who is already quite poor with them to begin with. dean doesn't lift the necklace from the midsts of the wrapping quite yet, no, he runs his fingers over the small car-like pendant that looks a lot like his baby from back home. ]
Sam- [ he glances back at his brother, words stuck for once in his life in a way that's almost embarrassing if he's honest.
he doesn't deserve this, he doesn't deserve either of them, but god, he's glad he has them anyway.
he's tugging sam into a hug as he speaks; ] It's perfect, Sammy, perfect.