This might be the best day of Dean's entire life. He's getting the chance to do something he has always fantasized.
"I'm your huckleberry," he says with a grin, and takes Dan's hand.
He would normally bitch about being helped up, but he's still a bit unsteady on his feet and this is about to be the coolest thing he's done, ever.
Dean sits astride the horse behind Dan. It takes him a minute to adjust, but he quickly realizes how pointless it is to try to keep some distance between them.
They're just two dudes riding on a horse together, which is just about the coolest, manliest thing a guy can do. So what if it's more comfortable to be somewhat pressed against this guys back? Doing any differently could affect how he shoots, and he needs to be on his A-game.
cw: internalized homophobia
"I'm your huckleberry," he says with a grin, and takes Dan's hand.
He would normally bitch about being helped up, but he's still a bit unsteady on his feet and this is about to be the coolest thing he's done, ever.
Dean sits astride the horse behind Dan. It takes him a minute to adjust, but he quickly realizes how pointless it is to try to keep some distance between them.
They're just two dudes riding on a horse together, which is just about the coolest, manliest thing a guy can do. So what if it's more comfortable to be somewhat pressed against this guys back? Doing any differently could affect how he shoots, and he needs to be on his A-game.