“A Little Superstitious Now,” by estrella30 (NC-17)

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Fandom: SUPERNATURAL
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Author on LJ: estrella30
Author Website: http://www.estrella.mediawood.net/
Why this must be read:

estrella30 is the person who pimped me into Supernatural. She kept raving about this show on the WB about these guys who, like, drive across the country chasing ghosts with shotguns or something, and after a lot of eyerolling I tuned in to see what the fuss was about and OMG HAWT.

Naturally, I then started working through her SPN stories, including her take on a fanfic cliché:

"Sammy, listen," Dean started to say, but just then he came up from behind Sam's back and caught a glance of himself in the mirror. And. Well. It was--

"Dean," Sam moaned. "We switched bodies."

Dean rolled his (Sam's) eyes. Looked at how his hand moving caused Sam's body (that he was in) to move. Saw Sam's expression, but from his own eyes, and drawled, "Well thank you, Captain Obvious."

Sam pushed back from the mirror and, whoa. At least now Dean knew what his pissed off face looked like.

One of the great things about this fandom is that its entirely possible that this premise will eventually become canon (and the prospect of Jared Padalecki and Jensen Ackles imitating each other fills me with glee). Sadly, though, if/when they do film it, they probably won’t include this bit:

The bathroom was tiny and still steamy and warm from Sam's shower. It smelled like Sam, like Sam's shampoo and cologne. Dean was still in one of Sam's t-shirts and a pair of flannel pants, but Sam. Sam was in nothing but a towel, his hair wet and slicked back and - jesus. Dean knew he was looking at himself - he really did. But there was something about this whole thing. About him and about Sam and for the life of him Dean couldn't figure out what it was.

"Move," Dean grumbled. He knocked against Sam's shoulder with his own and tried to deal with the fact that he was suddenly, achingly hard, standing next to his brother, who was in his own body.

“A Little Superstitious Now”