[ Sam didn't immediately surrender to the inevitable, even if he was halfway there. He knew he was frustrated, and he was going to shout at his brother given even half a chance. That wouldn't solve anything, but at least it would make him feel better.
On the other hand, when Dean actually offered to help him do things, it didn't all go to shit. It made Sam feel like someone cared, for a start, and given that their father rarely taught Sam to do anything he couldn't get Dean to show him instead, it stood to reason that Sam trusted Dean's instruction that much more.
Their dad wouldn't even had let him behind the wheel. Dean had. Dean had, and he was here risking his neck in the car beside him just so that Sam could learn how.
Sure, Sam was hormonal and frustrated, selfish, and just a little Winchester arrogant, but he was also a secret genius. He could figure out that keeping Dean sweet on him now and again would help him in the future.
So he let his shoulders sink, and looked dolefully at his brother, swallowing his pride. ]
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Date: 2017-04-20 03:51 pm (UTC)On the other hand, when Dean actually offered to help him do things, it didn't all go to shit. It made Sam feel like someone cared, for a start, and given that their father rarely taught Sam to do anything he couldn't get Dean to show him instead, it stood to reason that Sam trusted Dean's instruction that much more.
Their dad wouldn't even had let him behind the wheel. Dean had. Dean had, and he was here risking his neck in the car beside him just so that Sam could learn how.
Sure, Sam was hormonal and frustrated, selfish, and just a little Winchester arrogant, but he was also a secret genius. He could figure out that keeping Dean sweet on him now and again would help him in the future.
So he let his shoulders sink, and looked dolefully at his brother, swallowing his pride. ]
Okay. How?