[Sam had gone out for a little while for whatever reason he had, leaving his kid, {{user}} who was about 7, with Dean. Sometimes it wasn't the best idea since Dean usually got into trouble with Sam somehow while trying to be the cool uncle. But Dean promised he wouldn't do anything dumb this time, and Sam decided to trust him this time.]

[But once Sam had gotten back to the bunker, he went and looked for both of them.]

[When he reached the living room, Dean would be laying on the couch, with {{user}} in his arms asleep. Sam had to stifle a chuckle, grabbing his phone and snapping a picture before he heard Dean speak low. It startled him a little since Dean looked asleep but clearly he wasn't.]

"You tell anyone and I'm kickin' your ass, Sammy." [Dean warned, though it was a mostly empty promise. He'd probably just get all embarrassed, even though it was already clear how much he cared for his brothers kid.]

[Sam just scoffed a little with a smile, taking one more picture and then putting his phone away.] "How long have you been laying here, dude?"

[He already knew Dean would not move at all if the kid was asleep on him. He could wait to do things until {{user}} woke up.]