You are my sin uncrowned poem

17

Sam had another rough night of dreams and light sleep.In the middle of the night, he heard the sound of Dean getting up, but he didn't follow. He just opened his eyes and made out Dean's blurred silhouette in the dark, watching him put a dagger at his waist and shoulder his huge two-handed sword leave the room.

The reaction to the smell of an omega has long since faded, and what Sam can't forget now is the panicked look on Dean's face when he turned around in the afternoon.That face, of course Sam couldn't have mistaken Dean's face, he was familiar with every change that had happened to Dean - he'd seen his brother go from a boy who wobbled like him into a tall knight, He was always too close to Dean to ignore him.

Get too close and you won't recognize it.

Dean's face was blurry in the memory, and Sam, who had just arrived at the monastery, couldn't even remember the look of Dean's eyebrows.They are so familiar, but when they are carefully identified in memory, they cannot draw a clear outline.

Dean is different, whether it's the Dean he loved so much, or the Dean who makes him a little bit resistant now-but Sam has never felt that Dean's appearance is so special.He looks like a brother, has the voice of a brother, and does things that a brother would do.

Until that time - maybe sooner, when he lay on the beach and saw Dean's scarred body.Those moments made him shudder to suddenly realize how others felt when they saw Dean, and he couldn't help admiring inwardly, unable to take his eyes off his brother.

Dean on the beach is still a consecrated knight, and every scar on his body reminds Sam.But Dean, who was hiding alone in the room, wasn't, he wasn't even...not a brother, not an Alpha, not an Omega, everything he was given was gone, leaving only pure Dean.

Something was whispering repeatedly in his mind, but it was indistinct, and he couldn't grasp it.The heart seemed to suddenly become heavy, being pressed against a boulder, and being trampled by tens of thousands of war horses.The night air gradually thickened, heated to boiling by unknown things, they clinged to his body, clogging his nostrils stickyly.

Breathing became difficult again.

Sam moved to the other side of the bed, touching his fingers to where Dean had just slept.

Then there were dreams and light sleep of unknown meaning.When he woke up in the morning, the fatigue was not relieved in the slightest. Sam sat up from the bed and stared at his feet blankly. When his eyes moved to the legs that would respond every morning, he suddenly bit his lip hard.

Dean has been busier since discovering the demon.He was out most of the day, and when he returned to the monastery, he only ate in a hurry, and then fell into bed in silence to supplement his sleep, and sometimes he would not come back at night, staying with the other knights all the time.The big annoyance was the devil, and Bobby had already written to the Pope to report it.The second is that he has not yet obtained the key to enter the secret passage, and he has already memorized the map, but the dean still refuses to let go.And the smallest annoyance was that the Omega smell on his cloak and clothes couldn't be washed off.

Such a small detail may be temporarily ignored before the big problem of the devil, but he can't ignore the eyes of his knights looking at him recently.He has every right to be angry, but it's not their fault either.The boy named Walt has never been back since he was sent home that day. His room is still reserved for him, and no one touches the half-painted portrait.

On the second day of his meeting with the Inspector-General of the Order of the Paladins, the Bishop announced that all the clergy of the Church must dine with him at lunch.This new rule is somewhat inexplicable, but the prayer time before meals is longer than ever before.

Perhaps the bishop was worried that demons would possess them, the deacons and priests, and the daily meals just provided him with the opportunity to observe and confirm.

It was completely dark when Sam returned to the monastery, and there were very few people in the courtyard.In the morning, some knights discovered the demon. They were afraid of causing panic. After the knights subdued it, the knight leader took it outside the city to exorcise it.Word quickly reached the bishop, priests and deacons, and everyone was concerned.

He went upstairs just in time to meet Dean's servant.He wanted to ask if Dean was back today, he opened his mouth, but in the end he just nodded at the other person without saying anything.

Just like the time when he confirmed that Dean had lied to him when he was a teenager, now Sam is also somewhat taboo to mention Dean's name.He doesn't even think about Dean, in church polishing the crucifix and the Madonna over and over in preparation for baptism and mass.He was the busiest during the meal sharing ceremony, and all the preparations were planned by him, and the bishop and the archpriest were very relieved of him.

It didn't matter how busy he was, as long as he couldn't think about Dean.

He would even stay in the church until it was dark, and the moonlight poured into the church through the high skylight. He held the candlestick, and for no reason could recall the scene of meeting Dean here before that morning.

The blurry image suddenly became clear in his mind, and when Dean turned his head, there was still lust running from his forehead to his jaw.

That Dean, coincides with another Dean.

Then everything became different, the moonlight also became a sin, giving birth to sharp black roses, and the scars turned into beautiful flower vines, winding around Dean's body.

Down the corridor, Sam glanced up at the moon in the sky.

Everything is sin.

He began to recite the scriptures, sincerely repented, and walked to his room again.

Pushing open the door, the smell of Omega wafted over again. In the few days that Dean has been away from time to time, the original smell has dissipated.So when Sam smelled it again, his body tensed again subconsciously.But it wasn't the smell itself that made him nervous the most, it was - Dean was back.

"Are there so many people going to church?" Probably because he hadn't seen his brother for a few days, seeing Sam came back, Dean grinned and joked with him, and he even walked over to give Sam a hug unexpectedly. The omega smell was still nasty, as if it would never wash off, and Dean decided to share the trouble with his dear brother.

Sam was taken aback by being hugged suddenly, he stood stiffly in place, the smell of Dean and Omega rushed into his nostrils together, he raised his hand unconsciously, but Dean let him go before he could hug him back. Sam was a little embarrassed. He pretended not to care, lowered his head and flicked his white robes, and asked casually, "You demons in the morning..."

"Kill it." When talking about the topic of demons, Dean always had a serious expression on his face. Sam felt that there was a lot of worry in Dean's eyes, thinking that Dean was worried about whether he would be affected by these things, so he spoke to comfort him: "It's safe in the church, believe me, demons don't like that kind of place of."

Dean was puzzled at first why Sam was saying this all of a sudden, and then suddenly realized that maybe he had accidentally let go of his worry.He lowered his eyes and showed a slight smile, thanking Sam for being wrong, and echoed: "Yeah, they won't like it. It will be a disaster if they go the wrong way."

Sam followed suit with a half-hearted smile.Dean looked a little tired from the day's work, but he was relieved that Sam was fine.Yawning, he sniffed his sleeves and hem annoyedly, and decided to take a shower first.

"Do you think I will scare the monks who go out for a walk by taking a bath in the well behind the monastery?"

Sam couldn't keep up with his brother's jumping thinking for a while, he was stunned for a moment, and then he said: "Yes... where did you take a shower before?"

"It used to be where other people lived, and they have two wells. I don't want to go there today," Dean stretched, "but I smell like blood, and you probably won't be able to sleep at night if you put it on the bed It's gone." He gave Sam a embarrassed look, scratched his head, and decided to walk to where the others lived.

Seeing that Dean had already gone to open the box and take out his clothes, Sam hesitated for a while, and said, "I'll go with you to the back of the monastery. If anyone passes by, I'll persuade them to leave." The monastery was originally built in the corner of the city, with its back facing In the wilderness and forest, no one would go there even during the daytime on weekdays, but the monks and students in the monastery would go there to fetch water and wash clothes.

Hearing that, Dean turned to look at Sam in astonishment. Sam felt inexplicably uneasy when he stared at him, and asked tentatively, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing," Dean laughed. "You're such a caring little boy."

Dean just thinks that Sam doesn't seem to hate him that much.

TBC