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Sam shifted forward. “She’s your soulmate.”
“Yeah?” Dean snapped. “Does it really feel like it? We might share the same freakin’ soulmark, Sam, but if I’m honest, sometimes I think there was a mistake somewhere. That I was really supposed to be with someone else, not Lisa.” He growled lightly and got up from the couch, slamming his mug on the coffee table. “I don’t love her anymore. I haven’t for a while, I think.”
Sam didn’t say anything. Dean looked at him, eyes dragging over the slope of his shoulders, clad in one of his stupidly thin sleep shirts. His hair was a mess, falling easily into his eyes, and his bottom lip (kiss take it between your teeth tug) was a little puffy from his teeth worrying it so much – a habit he’d picked up after they took off from Dad. Dean wished, for a jarring split-second, that he’d taken Sam to Bobby’s and then left the kid to find a better life, one where his older brother wasn’t around. It was gone as soon as it came, leaving Dean nauseas and tense.
“I’m going out,” Dean said hoarsely.
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or, lisa says something that triggers dean to look at sam in a new light, and everything falls apart from there