Torrid
E/O Drabble Challenge: word count 100
Challenge word: thread
Warnings: none
Summary: The Winchesters are in a Motel somewhere hot and humid.
The heat is a physical thing, moist and heavy on the skin, seeping right into the bones and out again on every exhale.
Dean listens to the ancient air-con rattling, on its last legs just like him. He's too weighed down, can't even open his eyelids to see what Sam's doing; doesn't really need to. Tied together as they are with invisible thread, Dean knows Sam's half naked at the formica-topped table, too-long hair shielding his face, head down, studying.
Dean doesn't need to open his eyes to picture that drop of sweat trickling down the dip in Sam's spine.