E/O Drabble Challenge
Prompt words: irritant, inflamed, freeze, itch, hum.
Word count: 300
Disclaimer: I own nothing related to Supernatural. Just having a little fun.
AN ITCH YOU JUST CAN'T SCRATCH
By: Vanessa Sgroi
"Sam, make it stop! Please make it stop!" Dean pleaded while standing in the middle of the room clad only in his gray boxers. From head to toe his skin was deep red and inflamed.
"I'm working on it, Dean!" Whatever irritant was in the powder the warlock had thrown at Dean was proving to be nearly impossible to neutralize. After several hours, a number failed attempts had only made things worse.
Dean's hands suddenly flew to his belly, fingers curled, and fingernails gliding across his skin. The light touch doing little to bring relief, he dug his nails in a little harder, leaving deeper red welts behind.
Hearing the scrape of nails across skin, Sam turned to Dean. "Don't scratch!" he snapped more harshly than intended.
"I can't help it! It itches sooo bad!" Dean's words ended on a keening hum as he reluctantly pulled his hands away.
Sam's face softened. He stood and approached his brother and reached for his bare shoulder. Despite the hot-looking inflammation, Dean's skin was actually freezing cold and he trembled beneath Sam's touch. Sam bent forward and caught Dean's gaze. "I'll fix this, Dean. I promise! It'll be okay. I know it's hard, but try to be patient."
Dean swallowed hard and nodded miserably. "I'll try. But hurry!"
An hour later Sam jumped to his feet. "I got it! At least, I think I got it."
Dean stopped pacing and spun toward Sam. "What? What? Tell me!"
Sam exuberence suddenly dimmed. "Uhhh...oh...you're...uh...not going to like this."
"What?" Dean cried, desperation coloring his voice.
"Uhh...how much do you have to pee right now?"
"Wha? No. Just...no."
"How much do you itch right now?"
FIN