Dean went over to the coffee pot in the kitchenette, getting out a mug. He kept Jacob in his hand while he poured himself a cup, sighing at the smell. “There’s nothin’ like a good cup of joe in the morning,” he said, half to himself and half to the kid that was hanging out in his fist. “I don’t know what I’d do without it.”
He brought the cup over to the table and set it down. “Almost forgot.” He grabbed the bottlecap from the nightstand. “Can’t leave you out, now, can I?”
the Brothers Divided AU! Dean catches himself a Jacob, but instead of Sam getting Dean to back down, Dean ends up leaving before he knows Sam’s there, and takes Jacob along with him! Check out the #rt posts to see what’s happened so far with them!
The coffee was almost done when he got back and he smiled in triumph. It wouldn’t get cold on him.
Dean went over to the nightstand to get Jacob up for the day. “Wakey, wakey! Eggs and bakey!” With a grin, he opened up the drawer and peered in to search for where the kid was sleeping. His eyes softened a little when he saw the guy curled up in the flannel shirt. It was almost bunched right over his head for sleep.
He reached in, nudging the shirt off of the tiny form and scooping him up into a loose fist again. “C’mon, half-pint. Time for some coffee.”
Oh my God yes. I’ve mused briefly about this before, but not for very long each time. Getting a prompt for it really made me want to try it. So try I did.
This is not the end of this little crack story.
The Fire Spirit didn’t often turn His focus on a sprite other than His own children. He and His siblings watched the sprites they lovingly made, answering their Prayers when they could. Even as the fire sprites all over the world asked for magic from the Lord of Change, and even as He answered, He couldn’t help but look in on one of His sister’s children.
A wood sprite had befriended a human. It wasn’t the strangest happening, but it always amused. Most of the Spirits couldn’t resist checking in on the pair from time to time.
This time, as the human trudged through the woods with the sprite flitting to and fro among the leaves that the Earth Spirit had designed him to match, the Fire Spirit had an idea. A sudden notion of mischief ran through His core. If He could smile, He would.
My sister will forgive me, little one, He thought as he reached out from the place where the Spirits lived. I hope you will, too. Nothing wrong with a little change.
Haaa, Bowman just can’t win. Jacob is offensively tol, except when he’s extra bitty. That’s the only exception, and at that point everyone wants him bigger again please.
Dean’s eyes flashed to Jacob in surprise, seeing that he was backed defensively against the lamp. “Chill, you’ll be fine.” He reached forward again and snagged Jacob in a hand. “This is for your own good.”
It only took Dean a moment to find a good shirt for his plans. The warm blue flannel would be perfect as a bed. He stood back up from his stooped position, giving his arms a stretch. His back cracked, almost like it was lecturing him about binge watching TV.
He rubbed his hair as he walked back over to the nightstand, his eyes slowly trailing up to where he’d left Jacob. “Hope you don’t mind a shirt, I’m a little short of beds made for Tink–”
His voice cut off when he realized Jacob wasn’t standing where he’d left him. Dean’s heart froze and he instantly stared down at the ground to make sure the floor was clear. “Jacob? Where are you?”
Dean let out a yawn, almost going to cover his mouth with the hand holding Jacob in it. He caught himself halfway there, almost freezing mid-yawn. “Sorry ‘bout that,” he said, lowering his hand down.
Jacob’s eyes were wide and he had to remind himself to take a breath. He never thought he’d have to fear something like that, and yet almost being lifted towards a giant mouth that was stretching wide open had made his heart nearly stop. He was reminded all over again that he was small enough to fit in that mouth. “D-don’t mention it,” he mumbled, very sincere in that wish.
Don’t mention it or do it ever again, Jesus Christ.
Phoenix: Ooh! Question! So the bros ever climb on Jacob’s hoodie strings?
nightmares06: XD The bros have not yet climbed his hoodie strings
nightmares06: They have, however, insisted he get shirts with pockets
Neon: He must
Neon: That way they can point where he should go
Phoenix: One big pocket is not enough. Especially since his hands go in it.
BorrowedTime24601B: xD need something safer than the hood
TorchMLP: (Brothers Divided) Does it never come up that Dean took Jacob away from his family?
Phoenix: Doubt Jacob wants to reveal that others exist.
Neon: Jacob isn’t telling Dean about his family ^^; Doesn’t want them taken too
nightmares06: The problem is Jacob admitting there’s even anyone else, because what if Dean wants them too
nightmares06: XD so Dean thinks he’s saving the orphan smol
Neon: Jacob is just very not like Sam XD No bitching about the way he acts
Just quietly hoping nothing too terrible happens XD
nightmares06: XD Dean thinks Jake just needs time to get used to him
Phoenix: right. And so Dean thinks he’s doing pretty good. Not being scary at all.
nightmares06: XD Dean thinks he’s being awesome
nightmares06: Saved the kid
Brothers Apart 