FICLET: "Hurt," Dean, PG13
Apr. 3rd, 2007 06:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stephanometraTitle: Hurt
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Rating: PG13 I guess? Whatever you give for a mention of a handjob.
Summary: It's only like 300 words, guys. I am not writing a summary for that.
Notes: Teaser. Expect porn later.
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Dean doesn't usually notice the smaller hurts – contusions, cuts, that sort of thing – at the scene, because neither of them does. It's only later, after they pile into the Impala panting and wired on adrenaline, after they fall into bed back at the shitty motel too exhausted to manage anything but sloppy handjobs just before they pass out, after Dean wakes up to the sounds of Sammy tossing uncomfortably, that Dean even notices the little scrapes and bruises that are a constant hazard in their line of work.
It's just stupid big-brother shit, is what it is, but he hates seeing Sam get hurt, and he just can't seem to turn down even the slightest opportunity to berate himself over Sam wincing as he brushes his teeth the next morning. He thought he was over it – all the way to Palo Alto, Dean told himself that Sam wasn't a little kid anymore, that he could take care of himself and there was no reason for Dean to be super-protective the way he'd been when Sam was seven and Dad gave Dean his first shotgun – but all it took was that first bitch in white getting her claws into Sammy's chest to bring it all back with a vengeance.
Dean knows he takes his share of licks from the things they hunt, but the marks these past few months have just seemed to have it in for Sam. The poor kid's been thrown around like a rag doll, and it's nothing to do with being out of practice or inexperienced – it's just malice and bad luck, and frankly, that is not something Dean is willing to put up with. The fuckers are lucky they're already wasted, because Dean would gladly kill them again for every mark they left on Sam.
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Srsly, expect porn later. This was kind of supposed to be the opening to the fic that's coming, but then the porn got away from me and went in a considerably less angsty (and much hotter, honestly) direction. You'll like it! I promise!
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Rating: PG13 I guess? Whatever you give for a mention of a handjob.
Summary: It's only like 300 words, guys. I am not writing a summary for that.
Notes: Teaser. Expect porn later.
Dean doesn't usually notice the smaller hurts – contusions, cuts, that sort of thing – at the scene, because neither of them does. It's only later, after they pile into the Impala panting and wired on adrenaline, after they fall into bed back at the shitty motel too exhausted to manage anything but sloppy handjobs just before they pass out, after Dean wakes up to the sounds of Sammy tossing uncomfortably, that Dean even notices the little scrapes and bruises that are a constant hazard in their line of work.
It's just stupid big-brother shit, is what it is, but he hates seeing Sam get hurt, and he just can't seem to turn down even the slightest opportunity to berate himself over Sam wincing as he brushes his teeth the next morning. He thought he was over it – all the way to Palo Alto, Dean told himself that Sam wasn't a little kid anymore, that he could take care of himself and there was no reason for Dean to be super-protective the way he'd been when Sam was seven and Dad gave Dean his first shotgun – but all it took was that first bitch in white getting her claws into Sammy's chest to bring it all back with a vengeance.
Dean knows he takes his share of licks from the things they hunt, but the marks these past few months have just seemed to have it in for Sam. The poor kid's been thrown around like a rag doll, and it's nothing to do with being out of practice or inexperienced – it's just malice and bad luck, and frankly, that is not something Dean is willing to put up with. The fuckers are lucky they're already wasted, because Dean would gladly kill them again for every mark they left on Sam.
Srsly, expect porn later. This was kind of supposed to be the opening to the fic that's coming, but then the porn got away from me and went in a considerably less angsty (and much hotter, honestly) direction. You'll like it! I promise!
