On the subject of hoodies ...
Jan. 5th, 2011 09:09 pm
What more to say?
FLEECE AND QUIET
Both brothers have a secret ... two related drabbles from each brother's POV
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Rating: As there is no rating for bile-inducing sweetness, I'm going to run with a K ... friends, you have been warned
Genre: Hurt/Comfort
Word count: approx 100
Disclaimer: I own a hoodie, but it's not as nice and Sam's. Good job I don't own the boys - it wouldn't fit them :(
Dean would never admit it; oh no, Alastair himself couldn't extract the truth …
But when Dean was sick, there was only one place he wanted to be.
It was big, blue and snuggly; it swamped him, enveloping him like comforting arms, he could curl up inside it. It soothed his ills and smelt of Sam.
Wiping his dripping nose along the sleeve, coughing and spluttering, he moaned and bitched because Sam was laughing; he had a rep to maintain after all - it was expected of him.
But, Sam's hoodie made Dean feel protected; like a little brother.
That's why Dean loved it.
xxxxx
Sam would never admit it; oh no; wild dogs wouldn't drag it out of him …
But he loved to see Dean wearing his hoodie.
He had to laugh at the pitiful figure huddled on the bed, watery-eyed and wet-nosed; coughing, shivering and burrowing miserably into the giant fleece.
Knees tucked up inside the massive garment, Dean scowled as he gave his sniggering brother 'the finger', the effect ruined somewhat by the sleeve, complete with snotty snail trail, hanging a full six inches over his hand.
Yes, Sam's hoodie made Dean look small and vulnerable, just like a little brother.
That's why Sam loved it.
xxxxx
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Date: 2011-01-05 10:47 pm (UTC)This was PERFECT.
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