Fic: In Memoriam: June 1988 (SPN)
Supernatural; Winchesters, pre-series, G. Part of the In Memoriam collection of domestic fluff. By
angstslashhope.
http://hope.oscillating.net/2007/02/19/fic-in-memoriam-june-1988/
http://archiveofourown.org/works/557
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http://hope.oscillating.net/2007/02/19/fic-in-memoriam-june-1988/
http://archiveofourown.org/works/557
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Awww, this is fabulous in a quiet, very realistic way, if that makes any sense. As always, I love the little physical details: Dean's toes brushing John's shins, the description of Sammy's tan, even down to the non-colour of his undies.
“You get drownded in the bath all the time,” he reasons. Onya, John.
Having been swimming in many a grotto and murky river, I totally get Sammy's freaked out-ness here, beyond the not yet knowing how to swim, because they were often freezing and the bottom was slimy...
Lovely, lovely, lovely.
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Thank you for the lovely feedback. :)
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The boys are already barefoot, had hopped across the wavering tarmac hooting and yipping, and now they move through the scant undergrowth like little fawn-footed creatures, long legs and youth-thin limbs, stepping carefully and keeping their eye on him.
His grey, over-washed underpants sag a little, the elastic stretched out and the fabric non-coloured from too many mixed washes.
Dean's head pops up ahead of John, otter-slick; panting and chattering. “Cmon, Sammy,” he says, huffing laughter. “It’s cold, cmon!” He duck-dives back under, ass briefly bobbing up above the surface, denim of his faded cut-offs already soaked a deep blue.
“I can’t,” Sammy says, sounding miserable, and he fixes huge eyes on John’s face as John approaches, no longer flickering around to watch Dean’s gleeful cavorting. “I’ll get drownded.”
Another step, and then he’s got John’s hand in a fierce grip, pulling as if he’s trying to yank John closer.
Sam’s chest is shaking, rib cage shell vibrating against John’s hands as he grips under Sammy’s armpits, pulls him forward through the water. Sammy startles and mewls as the water washes over his chest, and wraps arms and legs around John the instant he’s close enough.
The backs of Sammy’s knees rest against one forearm, Sammy’s shoulders against the other, and Dean’s hands cup just behind Sammy’s head, barely touching.
John laughs softly and Sammy’s gaze darts back to him, expression desperately trusting.
“Don’t let go of me,” Sammy says, Dean’s hands cupping under his shoulders now and the muscles of his neck tight with holding his own head up.
Sammy screws his face shut, and they dip him under.
Just lovely.
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Thank you :)
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:)
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I love this series so damn much. ♥
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:D Yay. Thank you! ♥
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I'm glad you like it!! Thank you :)
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:)
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I'm glad you're enjoying it too! Thank you :D
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I love how utterly protected Sammy is in this, by both John and Dean. There's a wonderfully visceral quality to this little snippet, I can almost feel the mud squelching through my toes as I read. *g*
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I'm glad you enjoyed it :) Thank you!
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Also, thank you for spnfic_podcast... I've really enjoyed the editions I've had a chance to download!
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I'm glad you enjoyed the fic, too. Thank you :D
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You're right, this is awesome and I love it. You're so good at extrapolating backwards with the dynamics we see between them as adults. I love how you write the weechester fambly.
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Thanks, tiger. I'm glad that you did actually like it :D
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Thanks for sharing :o)
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Finally, I adore John calling Sammy "baby".
This was wonderful! Thank you!
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...how John knows that his baby boy needs a different swimming lesson than the one he gave Dean. And that he took the time and care to do it. ::loves your John::
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Glad you enjoyed this. Thanks for the feedback :)
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perhaps i am reading more into this than you intended, but i love the way you've amplified the whispering link to baptism that already exists because of john's name with john and dean's action of dipping sam under the water.
this was really great!
and john calling sam 'baby' made me smile and melt under all of the love :)
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And screw what I intended, I'm always delighted to hear the different things that people got from my stories. Means it's taken on a life of its own :)
In other words, no, I hadn't thought of the baptism symbolism, but now I quite dig it.
Thank you :)