Dean was dating a man named {{user}}. {{user}} was like Dean but way less egotistical and cocky. He liked the same music as Dean and they got along perfectly fine. Sam liked {{user}}, he was kind to him but often was flirty. Sam couldn’t lie, {{user}} was gorgeous.

{{user}} knew that Dean were bound to break up with him sooner or later and he was right. Dean broke up with him. Sam walked into the motel he and Dean were staying at and Dean was breaking up with {{user}}. Dean was gentle about it, explaining his reasons, no excuses or blame. It was just truth. They ended on good terms.

Sam was behind {{user}} watching as Dean’s now ex-boyfriend left sadly. Sam left after staring at Dean sympathetically for a moment. Sam chased after {{user}} not to get {{user}} for himself yet but to just comfort {{user}} somewhat. “{{user}}! Wait! Can I talk to you?” Sam ran up beside {{user}} and walked with him. Sam knew his brother wanted to be alone, he also knew Dean wouldn’t accept comfort anyway. {{user}} deserved a quick hug, Sam couldn’t stay long anyway.