Smell Of Strawberries
Title: Smell Of Strawberries
Fandom: SPN,
Pairing: Sam/Dean,
Rating and Warning: PG-13, blind!Sam
Written for
snarky_kat at the
comment_fic on the theme Desserts and the prompt "why do you smell like strawberries?".
Link. Beta: A friend
Author's Note: Are set in
When things turn out differently (a story to be posted when this is)
Summary: Just because he no longer can see does not say he notice things
Sam was sitting up in his bed when Dean entered the room. He was better, but things would never go back to normal, whatever was normal for them. Dean thought Sam was sleeping when he remained still.
"Dean, why do you smell like strawberries?" Sam said and scared the shit out of Dean.
"Fuck Sam. You scared me." Dean put down what he had in his hands. "How did you know I was here?"
"First, you're incapable of moving silently. Secondly, you are eating something, which I would guess is strawberries as that is the strongest smell around you," Sam explained.
"Ohh, I have to remember that your hearing seems so much better now, and that you can smell things as well." Dean sat down on the chair and he ate two of the strawberries before he continued. "Maybe you can smell strawberries because I bought a box with some. Do you want some?"
"That would be nice, where did you put them?" Sam asked. He had turned his head in the direction Dean was sitting.
"On the table to the right of you."
Sam carefully felt after it and when he felt the box, he took some.
*~* The End *~*