A beautifully written angst-filled fanfic from thatsakitkat, told from Sam's pov. Starts when omega Dean turns up at Stanford three years after alpha Sam walked out on him and John, then jumps to six years later.
Art by TravellerInTime74
'Sam aches, looking at him, in a way he hasn’t ached in a long time. Dean’s gorgeous with his heart-red lips and spring-green eyes. He’s inescapable, and unattainable.'