Foreign
100 Word Drabble
Dean stepped out of the hospital, Sam helping him walk.
He said he didn't want his help - he didn't want to seem weak - but Sam was ignoring him, plus, he was sure he'd fall if he wasn't.
The blond squinted under the harsh glare of the sun, although, he let out a small smile, one that Sam managed to catch, but acted like he didn't.
Sunshine was foreign to Dean now, but he welcomed it with open arms. He couldn't be more happy to see it's harsh rays...
...and he couldn't be more happy to be with Sammy.
Er, Sam.