Title: Six Degrees of Separation
Genre: hurt/comfort and then more hurt/comfort
Characters: Sam, Dean
Rating: R for language and Sam's delinquent sense of humor
Word Count: ~3000
Warnings: Suicidal ideation.
Notes: Takes place some time after 7x18 in the alternate reality where Leviathan goo is actually dangerous. For plot reasons. Written for an anonymous prompt at
hoodie_time's
summer comment!meme, which asked for "
Dean cuddling Sam. Even though Sam is like a sweaty, living furnace, some bad shit has just gone down, and Dean needs to feel that Sam is here and alive." Because comfort hurts.
Common side-effects include confusion, broken concentration, hypersensitivity to touch, and the transformation of your brother into metaphor.