Title: Aftermath
Author: Enkidu07
Disclaimer: Not mine. And, I will fix whatever I break. I'll suture it right back up.
A/N: Drabble-happy. I am finding it a good source of stress relief.
Word Count: 100.
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In the wake of the battle, the boys stand, still beacons of warmth and life amidst the carnage.
Blood oozes lazily from Dean's temple, caressing his jaw before slowly dripping and soaking into the dusty landscape.
Under the blood, his features are ashen, eyes bright. Face immobile and white, blanched by remnants of fear. By fading adrenaline. By blood loss, shock, or maybe just a trick of the light.
"You okay?" Sam's soft voice breaks the reverberating silence.
"I'm good." Pause. Breath. "You?"
"I'm good," Sam echoes, wiping blood from his mouth, releasing a shaky sigh.
"Good. Let's go eat."
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