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Title: Désolé
Rating: PG-13
Wordcount: 1300
Disclaimer: Not my boys. Kripke broke them long before I ever got to them.
Summary: Post 7x10 - Dean mixes his whiskey with the pills for his messed up leg and almost pulls a Jimi Hendrix.
Written for the Winter/Holiday themed Dean-focused h/c comment-fic meme on
hoodie_time. Fill for 'Asphyxiation' on my
hc_bingo card.
Sam says “no” and “fuck” a lot, all the while slapping his paw down on Dean’s back and the black spots in Dean’s vision slowly turn into spots of vision in Dean’s black.
Rating: PG-13
Wordcount: 1300
Disclaimer: Not my boys. Kripke broke them long before I ever got to them.
Summary: Post 7x10 - Dean mixes his whiskey with the pills for his messed up leg and almost pulls a Jimi Hendrix.
Written for the Winter/Holiday themed Dean-focused h/c comment-fic meme on
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Sam says “no” and “fuck” a lot, all the while slapping his paw down on Dean’s back and the black spots in Dean’s vision slowly turn into spots of vision in Dean’s black.