Pain - SPN - Sam/Dean
Title: Pain
Author: youaredriving aka scarletsptember
Fandom, characters: Supernatural, Sam/Dean
Rating: safe for all that like this pairing to read
Summary: Dean's got a migraine from hell, Sam does his best to help.
Sam slipped into the room as quietly as he could with a bottle of pain killers and more water. Dean was still curled up beneath the covers on the bed. Sam toed his shoes off by the door and padded over to the bed. Dean’s eyes were closed and his breaths were coming out soft and slow in sleep.
Leaving a bottle of water and the pills on the nightstand Sam slipped in the covers behind Dean. With soft hands, Sam massaged Dean’s scalp trying to relieve some of the pressure and pain in Dean’s sleep.
After a few minutes of letting himself get carried away, Sam trailed his thumbs down to the base of Dean’s skull. Sam massaged the knots out in gentle circles before applying a little more pressure, trying his best not to wake Dean up. When a sigh escaped Dean’s lips, Sam let his hands move down to his shoulders.
Dean was out of bed by the time Sam woke up. Sam rolled over and the pain killers were still sitting on the bedside table, with the plastic safety wrapper around the lid but the bottle of water missing along with the keys to the Impala. At least he was feeling well enough to get out.
After a shower and looking through pointless internet articles Dean came through the door with a bag of food and coffee. Sam eyed the coffee and grinned when he realized it was his favorite. He peeked in the bag and pulled out a fruit bowl Dean probably ventured into a grocery store for.
“Thanks, Dean.”
“No big deal.” Dean waved it off as he laid out across the bed next to Sam’s legs. He rested his chin on Sam’s leg and watched as Sam bit into the honeydew with relish. “Thanks for last night. I don’t think painkillers would have helped.”
Sam shrugged before running his free hand through Dean’s hair. “You would have done the same for me.”
Author: youaredriving aka scarletsptember
Fandom, characters: Supernatural, Sam/Dean
Rating: safe for all that like this pairing to read
Summary: Dean's got a migraine from hell, Sam does his best to help.
Sam slipped into the room as quietly as he could with a bottle of pain killers and more water. Dean was still curled up beneath the covers on the bed. Sam toed his shoes off by the door and padded over to the bed. Dean’s eyes were closed and his breaths were coming out soft and slow in sleep.
Leaving a bottle of water and the pills on the nightstand Sam slipped in the covers behind Dean. With soft hands, Sam massaged Dean’s scalp trying to relieve some of the pressure and pain in Dean’s sleep.
After a few minutes of letting himself get carried away, Sam trailed his thumbs down to the base of Dean’s skull. Sam massaged the knots out in gentle circles before applying a little more pressure, trying his best not to wake Dean up. When a sigh escaped Dean’s lips, Sam let his hands move down to his shoulders.
Dean was out of bed by the time Sam woke up. Sam rolled over and the pain killers were still sitting on the bedside table, with the plastic safety wrapper around the lid but the bottle of water missing along with the keys to the Impala. At least he was feeling well enough to get out.
After a shower and looking through pointless internet articles Dean came through the door with a bag of food and coffee. Sam eyed the coffee and grinned when he realized it was his favorite. He peeked in the bag and pulled out a fruit bowl Dean probably ventured into a grocery store for.
“Thanks, Dean.”
“No big deal.” Dean waved it off as he laid out across the bed next to Sam’s legs. He rested his chin on Sam’s leg and watched as Sam bit into the honeydew with relish. “Thanks for last night. I don’t think painkillers would have helped.”
Sam shrugged before running his free hand through Dean’s hair. “You would have done the same for me.”