I hope this suffices for your propmt! It has more Sam/John bonding moments rather than the latter, I hope that is okay. Work is un-beta'ed so all errors are my own.
“I’m fine Dean,” Sam petulantly grits out through clenched teeth. It was one thing to be worried about him, given the fact that Sam wrenched his back pretty bad on the last hunt to the point he couldn’t even bend a leg without crying, that was normal. It was another to offer to bathe your injured sibling, given that that siblings is seventeen.
“Come on kiddo, I know your back is killing you and you want a bath. You don’t have anything I haven’t seen before.” Dean reminds him with utter glee.
Sam feels himself blush despite himself. He shifts in bed with a slight wince, doing his best to hide this from his big brother. He may be injured but he is not going to let his big brother give him a bath. Uh-uh NO way
( ... )
When the sponge slides close to his lower region Sam jumps, which causes his back to spasm.
“Son of a-” Sam curses, eyes scrunching closed. He feels tears leak out due to the intense pain radiating up his spine.
“Breathe through your mouth, deep breaths.” John coaxes. Sam wouldn’t ever admit this out loud but hearing his father’s strong, reassuring voice and feeling his callused palm cupping his cheek gently felt good, really good. It reminded him of a time he actually felt safe.
“That’s it Sammy, in and out.” Sam breathed for a bit, finally feeling the spasm let go of its vicious hold on him. He blinks open his eyes feeling utterly embarrassed at the tears still running down his cheeks.
John is hovering over him, his mouth set into a worried line. He gently swipes the tears away with his thumb. “Hey,” John lightly chastens, noticing the shame filled look.
“Nothing to be embarrassed about. You’ll always be my baby boy and I’ll always wipe away your tears. That won’t ever change, you hear me son
( ... )
This was so sweet! I love stories where John is actually a super awesome dad. I'm laughing my ass off envisioning Bobby bathing John. OMG now that needs a story!
I hope this suffices for your propmt! It has more Sam/John bonding moments rather than the latter, I hope that is okay. Work is un-beta'ed so all errors are my own.
“I’m fine Dean,” Sam petulantly grits out through clenched teeth. It was one thing to be worried about him, given the fact that Sam wrenched his back pretty bad on the last hunt to the point he couldn’t even bend a leg without crying, that was normal. It was another to offer to bathe your injured sibling, given that that siblings is seventeen.
“Come on kiddo, I know your back is killing you and you want a bath. You don’t have anything I haven’t seen before.” Dean reminds him with utter glee.
Sam feels himself blush despite himself. He shifts in bed with a slight wince, doing his best to hide this from his big brother. He may be injured but he is not going to let his big brother give him a bath. Uh-uh NO way ( ... )
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When the sponge slides close to his lower region Sam jumps, which causes his back to spasm.
“Son of a-” Sam curses, eyes scrunching closed. He feels tears leak out due to the intense pain radiating up his spine.
“Breathe through your mouth, deep breaths.” John coaxes. Sam wouldn’t ever admit this out loud but hearing his father’s strong, reassuring voice and feeling his callused palm cupping his cheek gently felt good, really good. It reminded him of a time he actually felt safe.
“That’s it Sammy, in and out.” Sam breathed for a bit, finally feeling the spasm let go of its vicious hold on him. He blinks open his eyes feeling utterly embarrassed at the tears still running down his cheeks.
John is hovering over him, his mouth set into a worried line. He gently swipes the tears away with his thumb. “Hey,” John lightly chastens, noticing the shame filled look.
“Nothing to be embarrassed about. You’ll always be my baby boy and I’ll always wipe away your tears. That won’t ever change, you hear me son ( ... )
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