Title: Shiver
Author: Mad Server
Rating: T
Characters: Dean, Sam
Word Count: 100, on the nose
Summary: Dean can't stop shivering.
A/N: Drabblers, thanks again for the insanely awesome birthday fic!! This one's for Soncnica, the queen of sensory details. Happy (belated) birthday! It's an inset into Enkidu07's drabble "Warmth." Both are for the E/O Challenge, prompt word: "shudder."
Disclaimer: I don't own these guys.


"Are you still shivering?"

"No."

"Shower didn't help?"

"I'm good."

"Huh. You want some coffee?"

"Would you stop? I'm fine."

"Sure, right. That explains the blue lips and the shuddering."

"Aw, look at that. Friggin' thermostat's broken."

"Dean, it's like 90 degrees in here."

"Supposedly."

"You look like shit. Maybe you should lie down."

"I should call management is what I should do."

"Trust me, man. The thermostat's fine."

"Are you sweating?"

"No shit, Sherlock."

"You feel OK?"

"Yeah, Dean, I do. Just get in bed, OK? I'll make you something hot."

"Whatever."

"Hey. ...Is hell actually hot?"

"'Night, Sam."


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