Enkidu07's Drabble Challenge - Happy Birthday, Tuppence! Sorry there's no happy John here. Just some brotherly goodness (I hope).
Prompt Word: GRATE
Word Count: 100 words on the dot.
Other players in the challenge are now too many to list here! There're lots of people throwing Supernatural snowballs. You can find the list of names at Enkidu07's profile page and/or OnyxMoonbeam's profile page. Also, to find all of the lovely drabbles, there's a sweet little C2 community out there to subscribe to and enjoy. You can find the link on their profile pages mentioned above.
Disclaimer: Neither the boys nor anything related to Supernatural belongs to me. I'm just having some fun with the boys, playing around with Eric Kripke's sandbox.
White Hot
By: Vanessa Sgroi
"Dean…"
"What?" grated Dean.
Sam grimaced at the harsh sound. His brother sounded like he'd swallowed crushed concrete. "Let me look at your throat."
"No." Dean leaned back against the headboard and pulled the covers up to his shoulders, a sharp chill overtaking his body. He shuddered, snuffled, swallowed then bit back a groan of agony as the action irritated the white-hot coals stuck in his throat.
"You probably have strep again." Sam stepped forward, flashlight in hand.
Dean looked up, eyes swimming with misery. "I know." He reluctantly opened his mouth.
Sam swore softly as he looked. "Clinic. Now."
FIN