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Винцестная мини-трилогия Be Mine verse by De_Nugis. Умеренный ООС, совершенно очаровательный юмор, искренний порывистый Сэм и Дин, который всё понимает, но иногда не сразу; плюс в третьей части немножко несвоевременный Кастиэль   
Очень трудно было определиться с цитатой, потому что хочется цитировать всё  Так что я тупо выбрала наиболее компактный кусок.

Dean surges to his feet in a rush of unfocused adrenaline. He’s got to go after Sam, chase down the car, grab his brother’s jacket and haul him out and explain . . . well, something. Everything. Whatever. Except he forgets his knee. There’s a white-hot torque of pain and it folds up under him and he goes sprawling, face down in front of the door.
Maybe Sam’s right and it is a sprain. Or, you know, some kind of mangling. Because it hurts like a fucking bitch. Dean can’t even get back up. He rests his forehead on the scratchy, sticky, revolting carpet and takes a moment to feel sorry for himself. And maybe a little mad at Sam. He got Dean into this mess, after all, with his gay incest love tart.
Funny thing about lying on the floor, though, is that it gives you perspective. Time to think. Apart from the nauseating pain it’s sort of peaceful. It doesn’t take long for Dean to come up with a very workable plan B: he’ll just lie here. He’ll just lie here pathetically, waiting for Sam to come back through that door and trip over him. Which Sam will inevitably do, because, face it, they’re Winchesters, they're born unlucky. Put a prone body on the rug and they’ll trip over it. And then, when Sam’s down, Dean will grab him and kiss him senseless.
Because yeah, Sam’s delusional about the heart thing. But maybe he’s not wrong.

У фика есть перевод, и он, ну... норм. Хотя по-настоящему хорошим я бы его не назвала - но, честно, бывает гораздо хуже, а этот хотя бы можно читать.
Но не нужно, если можно читать оригинал)
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