I honestly don’t know. Really and truly I don’t.
“Are you sure we should be doing this?”
“Shh. Sterek. Don’t think so much.”
“I know Destiel. I know. It’s just this poll has taken so much out of me. Lately, this? Us being together? It almost feels doomed.”
The younger of the pair is silenced with a searing kiss. When they break apart, the other man speaks. “Never think that. Our fandoms love us. No matter how crazy they might act sometimes, they know we fit together. We are two halves to the perfect ship. We cannot be denied.”
Sterek bites his lip for a moment before replying, “I know that. I do. We are perfect together. I just hate the fighting.” he gives a sigh and leans and leans into the other man’s embrace, “At least it will be over soon and maybe things can go back to the way they were.”
Destiel hums in agreement. “Someday soon the fandoms will both figure it out. It doesn’t matter which of us wins a poll. We are perfect exactly the way that we are. Nothing can ever change that. Our casts support us, our fans support us and we will always have each other.”
“Did you know; I hear we even have ship name now! Stestiel, I believe. I have to say, I like it. And if nothing else, the angry-poll-sex has been amazing!” Sterek replies with a smile before leaning in and capturing Destiel’s lips again.
Apart, they were a fandom divided. But together? Together they are invincible.