Based on Season 1, Episode 16 "Shadow"

Prompt: "There's gotta be something you want for yourself" - Sam

"Yeah I don't want you to leave the second this thing's over Sam" - Dean

Dean stared into the wall behind the dresser, playing the family card, keeping what was really in his hand close to his chest. It was almost a chick flick moment the way he was begging Sam to stay with him. Using Dad as leverage because he knew the man meant more to his brother than either of them was willing to admit.

"When this is all over you're going to have to let me go my own way" Sam's words scarred deep into Dean's mind, drove a force through his blood stream that made his skin boil.

"What if I can't Sammy? What if letting you go again is just not an option for me?"

"Short of kidnapping me, you don't have much choice dude."

"Sam I love you – and don't give me that look; I'm man enough to admit my feeling aloud. Cause when you left I nearly died – I hunted because it was easier than having time on my hands; time to miss you.

"And don't you interrupt because I'm not finished. You are my baby brother, and I have felt responsible for you since the second you were thrust into my arms the night mom died. And I feel guilty for needing you so badly in my life. You are the only person – the only person – who knows what this life does to a son and to a brother. And I swear this time and I will fight so hard to make you stay – and god help me if I have to kidnap you I will"

"Dean.."

"What?!"

"You can't begrudge me wanting a normal life," By now Sam had walked across the room and was holding Dean's shoulders in his hands.

"Yes I can. Because you asked me what I wanted Sammy..." Dean looked up into Sam's eyes for the first time during the conversation, "And what I want from you is not normal"

And somewhere during his confession, Dean found that Sam's hands were on his face, and then his brother was kissing him: filling that empty, hollow world in which he was living with just a little bit of hope.

"Sam..."

"Shut up, because now it's my turn. Why do you think I ran away to college in the first place? Because I always knew what I wanted and it scared the hell out of me Dean" He paused to kiss his brother again.

"It scared me more than the monsters," Kiss, "or the demons," Kiss, "or the nightmares." Kiss, "It was destroying me to see you every day and not have you."

"Why didn't you say something?" Dean whispered into Sam's lips.

"For the same reason you didn't. Because we're family."

"No, we're more than that Sam," Dean said, wrapping his arms round his brother and pulling him close, leaning against his shoulder and feeling Sam rest his head atop Dean's, "We're not just each other's family – we're each other's everything".