Sam's POV ... Sam reflects on his sleeping brother.
A short and dribblesome expedition into my hopelessly sappy sleeping Dean fixation. Sorry, but if you're going to release a challenge word like 'cosy', you've only got yourselves to blame!
Disclaimer: I own nothing except for a mind that's far too little to be allowed out on it's own ...
Look at that!
It's hard to think that's my big brother; my badass, smart-mouthed big brother lying there, all cosy, hugging the blanket and looking all of nine years old.
All the pain that our life has carved into his face vanishes when he sleeps; It's the only time he seems at peace.
That's if you can call it 'at peace'. He fidgets and huffs, twitching like a dog chasing rabbits in his dreams … only Dean's probably chasing some hot chick.
Whatever he's dreaming, I hope it's something nice ...
Don't ever tell him; but I could watch him sleep all night!