[ Dean boldly blocked his way, arms thrown out like some kind of football player attempting to block an oncoming onslaught, unwilling to let Sam storm his way through. He bumped into him one way and then the next, blocking him into his corner purposefully and refusing to let him go by because that's not what this was going to be about.
Dean wasn't going to harass him, wasn't going to start up another fight just because he could. He understood the urge to go back home, he did, but he also understood why it tore their father up. He just.. had a better hold on himself, and he slapped his hands down onto Sam's shoulders, trying to hold back all the fierceness in his body, waiting him out and putting up a fight through sheer willpower that he wouldn't stand down. ]
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[ Dean boldly blocked his way, arms thrown out like some kind of football player attempting to block an oncoming onslaught, unwilling to let Sam storm his way through. He bumped into him one way and then the next, blocking him into his corner purposefully and refusing to let him go by because that's not what this was going to be about.
Dean wasn't going to harass him, wasn't going to start up another fight just because he could. He understood the urge to go back home, he did, but he also understood why it tore their father up. He just.. had a better hold on himself, and he slapped his hands down onto Sam's shoulders, trying to hold back all the fierceness in his body, waiting him out and putting up a fight through sheer willpower that he wouldn't stand down. ]
You wanna go for a drive?