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Betas: bia1007 and Tribble Master
Word of the week: Blanket
Word count: 100
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Drabble 1
"You said, let's go build a snowman Sam." Sam was shaking so badly, he could hear his teeth chatter. "Then you said, it's going to be fun Sam."
"What's your point?" Dean sipped his coffee, unaffected by Sam's whining.
"Well.. you could've said that you were gonna' dump snow down my back before we got outside!" Sam glared at Dean, annoyed.
Dean's eyes fell on Sam's bare feet protruding from the blanket – shaky and blue. They really should buy more socks later. Dean shifted on the couch, closer to Sam, and put his feet on top of Sam's.
"You'd agree anyway."
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Drabble 2
Sam pulled the cover up to his chin, his teeth clattering noisily. "Y-you s-s-sure the heater is on?!" Sam's throat felt like sandpaper, dry and parched. "D-d-damn cold in here."
Dean fidgeted with the heater, which was already blasting on full force, and made sure Sam heard the click it made. "There." He turned to his brother. "Better?"
"Y-y-yeah." Sam was still shaking though. Even when another blanket was laid upon him, the shivers wouldn't stop.
Only when Dean pulled him up, dragged Sam closer to him and leaned against his side, did the shivering stop.
"You're fluffy." Sam grinned.
"Shuddup!"
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End