Enkidu07's Drabble Challenge
Prompt Word: "melt"
Word Count: 100 on the nose
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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.
Sleepless
By: Vanessa Sgroi
Dean was so tired he wanted to melt into the mattress. It wouldn't matter if it was lumpy and thin. Wouldn't matter if the old springs creaked. Right now it would feel like Heaven.
Yet, he stopped himself from lying down. Sleep meant vulnerability. He couldn't control what happened while he slept. Couldn't control the whimpers, the twitching. Pitiful signs of weakness fully on display for Sam.
It had been days now since he'd actually slept. Sam's worried gaze followed him constantly. He knew it but refused to acknowledge it, just like his body's cry for rest.
It wasn't happening.
Fin