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[smartwinchester]

Who: Sam Winchester [smartwinchester] and Buffy Summers [called
What: THIS IS A COMPLETELY SELF-INDULGENT CUDDLING LOG.
When: Today I don't know what day it is sob 8(
Where: The House of Odin!
Rating: It's a cuddling log ok.

[Sam is dozing on the couch in the den of Odin, one arm falling over it so that his fingers just brush the carpet. It's a lazy day -- empty, mostly, and for once, Sam feels tired enough to just... relax.

His breathing is slow and even and he's just... barely... on the cusp of sleep.

He doesn't actually get there, though, not quite yet.

Lucifer rattles the curtains loud enough to keep him just slightly awake.]

Comments

[stakes]

Sometimes it's kinda surprising they aren't the same world, yanno? The parallels are almost freaky.

[smartwinchester]

I wouldn't want you to come to my world.

[It's quiet, as he lets his eyes close slowly again.]

It's kind of a hopeless place lately.

[stakes]

Which is maybe why you need a Slayer around. I mean, I'm already dead, so...

[ Except apparently she comes back to life in the future? News at 11. She's quieter now, too. ]

I could help you.

[smartwinchester]

I'm pretty sure your world needs you more than mine does.

[Their world has the Winchesters, still. How long that's going to last has yet to be determined. With Sam's crumbling sanity, who knows how long it's going to be before he's a drooling mess on the floor? But he doesn't think about that -- in fact, he carefully pushes it out of his mind, and focuses instead on resting his cheek against the top of her hair, relaxing just a little more.]

[stakes]

Maybe... But - I dunno. Again with the already being dead.

[ Oh my gosh Sam don't talk about you not lasting. She doesn't like that shit. Okay?? OKAY? NO DROOLING MESSES EVEN IF SHE HAS TO KILL EVERY SINGLE PERSON ON THE FACE OF THE EARTH TO KEEP IT THAT WAY. ]

[smartwinchester]

Already being dead doesn't mean much in my world. I've died a couple of times. The angels just bring me back.

[It's said lazily. Sam is almost half asleep again. And this line of reasoning is totally logical in his head, okay.]

[stakes]

I'm on time two... And according to Dawn, I come back, but... Clearly I'm here anyway... -- we should really play count-the-death-toll someday...

[ She's just as mumbly and she nestles more closely to him, humming lightly in the snugless. ]