Title: A Father's First Duty
Disclaimer: Don't own anyone. I need to start saving my pennies.
Challenge Word: "Fold"
Word Count: 100 on the dot - as opposed to on the ampersand
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Spoiler Alert: None. A Wee!Chester fic for Shinaria's birthday. Dean is six years old, Sam is two.
The first rumble of thunder brought John to the edge of consciousness. By the second he was awake and had already opened the bedcovers.
Two little pairs of footsteps padded quietly into the room. "D-Daddy? Sammy can't sleep from the noise." Dean's voice was trying so hard not to tremble, while Sam yawned and whimpered softly.
John smiled, enfolded his boys in a hug. "Come here, you two," he whispered. Within moments they were cuddled against him, both children fast asleep.
John held his sons close, blinked back a few tears.
At least he could still protect them from thunderstorms.
Author's Notes: Wee!Sam and Wee!Dean wanted to wish you a very happy birthday, Shinaria, and they would both love some cake. Happy B-Day from me, too! *hugs*