I am in l’amour with Sam Winchester(and the man who brings him to life, Jared Padalecki!). I l’amour the boyish Sam from Season 1 before there were deals and demon blood and Ruby. I l’amour the Sam that wanted so desperately to save his big brother from Hell, and when he couldn't, became a shadow of himself because he couldn't live without him. I l’amour the Sam that never gave up, that took on Lucifer and won. I even l’amour soulless Sam(well, maybe that's just lust). Anyway, I am a Sam girl through and through, and because I l’amour Sam, how could I not l’amour Dean?
I l’amour Dean because he carried baby Sam out of their burning house. I l’amour Dean because he tried to give Sammy a Christmas arbre and presents when their Dad didn't montrer up on Christmas(he didn't know they were chick presents). I l’amour him because he wants to rip bullies' lungs out for picking on his little brother whether that little brother is 14 ou 25. I l’amour him because he wants Sam to be happy ou just be okay. I l’amour him because his job is to protect Sam and he'll do that at the cost of his own life and soul. I l’amour him because he believed that Sam was strong enough to take control of Lucifer and win. And I l’amour him because when Sam did just that, his own cœur, coeur might as well just went into the cage with Sam.
I l’amour him for all the times he needled Sam and got the bitchface going. I l’amour him for all the times he told Sam he loved him with just a look and I l’amour him for the one perfect tear when he told his little brother he had turned himself into a monster.
Both Sam and Dean have their issues. Hell, they have mountains of issues. I don't know how they get up in the morning. Imagine having the weight of the world on toi everyday. Literally. There's no denying that their relationship goes beyond the normal definition of brotherly l’amour but neither Sam nor Dean is normal. I l’amour Sam for who he is. And, I l’amour Dean for every hug he's donné Sam and every tear he's shed because of him and for him. Most of all, I l’amour Dean for being the best big brother anywhere. Ever.
I l’amour Dean because he carried baby Sam out of their burning house. I l’amour Dean because he tried to give Sammy a Christmas arbre and presents when their Dad didn't montrer up on Christmas(he didn't know they were chick presents). I l’amour him because he wants to rip bullies' lungs out for picking on his little brother whether that little brother is 14 ou 25. I l’amour him because he wants Sam to be happy ou just be okay. I l’amour him because his job is to protect Sam and he'll do that at the cost of his own life and soul. I l’amour him because he believed that Sam was strong enough to take control of Lucifer and win. And I l’amour him because when Sam did just that, his own cœur, coeur might as well just went into the cage with Sam.
I l’amour him for all the times he needled Sam and got the bitchface going. I l’amour him for all the times he told Sam he loved him with just a look and I l’amour him for the one perfect tear when he told his little brother he had turned himself into a monster.
Both Sam and Dean have their issues. Hell, they have mountains of issues. I don't know how they get up in the morning. Imagine having the weight of the world on toi everyday. Literally. There's no denying that their relationship goes beyond the normal definition of brotherly l’amour but neither Sam nor Dean is normal. I l’amour Sam for who he is. And, I l’amour Dean for every hug he's donné Sam and every tear he's shed because of him and for him. Most of all, I l’amour Dean for being the best big brother anywhere. Ever.