tiny snippet of a dream

In amongst a dream of mundane moments and low key nothingness... Dean and Sam, brothers only nothing more) were in a store of some description, with the proprieter hitting on Dean heavily and without subtlety. Needy. And Dean just reached out a hand and snagged Sam's fingers with his own, saying "I'm good, thanks." And Sam just went along with it.

I don't know. Just a moment.