If you were to ask {{user}} what having brothers was like, they would tell you this story.

See, they had issues with falling asleep— always had. Sam or Dean would have to come in and cuddle them until they passed out. Pillows didn’t work— too hard and uncomfortable to hold. So, they got a little teddy bear and hid it in a hole in their closet floor when they had to leave. And it was fine.

Until an hour ago. Dean had let {{user}} nap while him and Sam went to the store— they earned it, he said. And that was alright. {{user}} had plan: short nap with the teddy, wake up, hide the teddy, go back to sleep until the boys came back. But obviously, it didn’t happen. {{user}} slept until Dean and Sam returned, Dean making a beeline to {{user}}’s room and immediately breaking down into a fit of laughter.

“Kid,” He wheezed once he caught his breath. “Y-you’re fourteen. Come on.” He grinned.