Any Flavour You Want

[ratherastory]

Title: Any Flavour You Want
Summary: Dean comes down with a stomach bug. Sam looks out for him.
Characters: Sam, Dean
Rating: PG-13
Wordcount: 1,776
Disclaimer: I think, in light of this fic, Sam and Dean are very glad that I don't actually have any legitimate claim to them.
Warnings: swearing, gastro-intestinal TMI.
Neurotic Author's Note #1:

Comments

[callistosh65]

Some first class Dean whumpage here! And how much do I love, love, love that splendid last line addition of Dean 'punching him neatly in the thigh' before he goes back to sleep?? Be still my heart.

[ratherastory]

We all know Dean Winchester does NOT cuddle. He is far too manly for that. ;)

Glad you enjoyed the whump! It was cathartic to write after months of trying to come up with PLOTS.

[de_nugis]

Bossy Sam! One of my favorite flavors. Combines with miserable!Dean like peanut butter and jelly.

Sometimes in the Winchester world a straightforward case of horrible food poisoning must be a relief to all concerned.

[ratherastory]

Hee! I love bossy!Sam. He so rarely gets to take charge. ;)

And yeah, food poisoning? Miserable, but a walk in the park, all things considered.

[prairie_city]

&hearts &hearts &hearts...

[ratherastory]

♥ right back at you! :D

[harrigan]

I love caretaker!Sam in the right author's hands. Like yours!

[ratherastory]

*beams*

Thank you!

[saphirablue]

Wonderful!

This here:

and when he lifts his head, still dripping water onto his shoulders, Sam is waiting with a large, clean towel to wrap him up. Dean perches on the closed toilet lid, shivering, legs trembling too hard to hold him up on his own, while Sam uses a second towel to dry him off, rubbing his hair dry and even applying a comb to it after so it won't stick out all over the place, his movements brisk and gentle.

made me go *awwwwwwww*.

Thank you! :)

[ratherastory]

Aw, thanks! I'm glad you liked it. :)