Mar 27, 2012 00:41
...and kinda liked it. Enjoy?
Sam leans across the table and grazes two fingers along Dean's cheek, tests his forehead. Dean looks at him with huge eyes.
"Hmm," Sam murmurs. He strokes over Dean's scalp, thumbs the base of his skull. "You're warm."
Dean chokes on his french fries, wheezes into the styrofoam clamshell. The cough is hard and wet when it comes.
"Don't sound so good, either."
Dean's brows crunch in tighter. His glare is watery.
"It's not still the water. That was last week."
"Dude. I got a full-on lungful of lake."
Sam pats his brother's knee. "And now you're full-on sick." He gives his thigh a rub. "Theraflu or Nyquil?"
Dean sniffles, smears ketchup on his cheek. "Damnit." He looks up, hopeful. "Cuddles?"
supernatural,
hurt!sick!dean,
fic