Title: Heat Score
Author: Mad Server
Characters: Dean, Sam
Word Count: 100, on the nose
Summary: Dean's sick and clingy.
A/N: Belated submission to the E/O challenge, for "raw." This comes after "Keener." Because PA Davis is smart.
Disclaimer: I don't own these guys.
"You could get caught."
"You could get jumped."
"People get jumped at noon."
Suited, keys in hand, Sam watched Dean's bloodshot eyes unfocus: two breaths, three, four, all through his mouth. Perched on the edge of the bed, Dean palmed his eyes shut, sniffled. "Goddamn kids," he muttered.
"...It's just for a few hours."
"You'll need backup."
"You'll be asleep."
"I'm a better snoop than you."
Dean coughed something up, licked his sleeve and shivered, then sneezed, grimacing, raw-throated.
Sam frowned. "You really want me to stay?"
Dean looked up, flushing. "What?"