Summary: Preteen!Dean is sick and miserable and that's about it.
Spoilers/warning: not really, unless you'll mind one swear word.
Wordcount: 616
Disclaimer: if he were mine, I'd take him and play with him forever and hold him and never let him go, but that is for John to do.
A/N: For the hoodie_time mini-challenge #2, sick!Dean fic and art week,
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Long-fic is not my strong suit, I'm sorry. But there will be more. Some day. There will be.
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I definitely do intend for there to more, pressurejustmakesmestareatablankpageandnotactuallywriteanythingjustsoyouknow
In the meantime maybe you should write some? It would be wonderful!
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Army men! Dean!
The stream-of-consciousness works perfectly for sick/fevered thoughts. And John was there at the end, *sigh*. This was lovely-sweet-sad.
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I'm so glad you liked it! :) And I'm glad you noticed the army men detail. It just seemed obvious once I thought of it, what else would he name them?
Thank you so much for the lovely comment! ♥
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Thank you for the great comment! Words like "achy and lovely" really make me happy. :)
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There are so many 'weeks' I want to have.
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