Title: Drugged
Challenge Word: Fly
Word Count: 100 per Word
Disclaimer: Pretty boys still not mine.
Summary: Dean flirts with the wrong woman in a bar and a jealous boyfriend slips something into his drink. Sam has to deal with the consequences when Dean ends up on the roof of a four story building and thinks he can fly. Hey, it could happen :)
A/N: Circumstanes nearly conspired against me for this one. But I got it done. Musketeer word of the week thanks to BarbaraGER is mellow. It went well with the wow: fly in my opinion :) MeAzrael and I didn't get to share this week so it will be a nice surprise to see what she came up with. This is actually inspired by another (unposted) fic I'm currently working on. Hope you enjoy!
- Drugged -
Fear carefully controlled, Sam orders, "Give me your hand, Dean."
His stomach lurches as Dean sways, voice disarmingly mellow. "Did you know I could fly, Sammy?"
"Take my hand, Dean." Sam's voice is sincere. Desperate. "Please."
Dean tips his head back, breathes crisp evening air. Ready to take flight.
"I need you," Sam admits quietly. "You can't leave."
"Don't need me." Dean sounds so sadly certain.
"You're my big brother. I'll always need you." Always love you.
Dean turns to him, loses his balance.
Sam reaches him just in time, pulls Dean close without shame and just holds him.
Idiot.
That last comment is pure affection and fear of course :) Thanks for reading.
-shan