11.

[zombie_pen]

[walks out of the bedroom in his jeans after hearing the front door close]

Dean?

[is cradling his left arm against his bare tummy]

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[belligerency]

[taking his coat off, bag of first-aid stuff in his hand]

What?

[zombie_pen]

[feels like an idiot & completely vulnerable]

Um, fix me?

[pads closer on bare feet, holding out his left arm, his left eye still swollen shut]

[belligerency]

[eyeing the gashes - and Sam's beat up appearance - before digging around in the bag]

She got you pretty good.

[zombie_pen]

[scratches the back of his head with his right hand]

Yeah, she kicked my ass. [blushes]