Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters - these were created by Eric Kripke - I'm just borrowing them. I'm not making any commercial gain. No harm or infringement intended.
E/O Challenge: Swipe. 200 word drabble. Castiel can only try. Set season 9. I originally wrote this thinking the prompt word was swirl for some reason...
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Swipe Your Pain Away
"I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away" – 'Broken', Seether
Dean stood under the heated spray of the shower, not for the first time giving thanks for the bunker's amazing water pressure. It has to be payback for all the crappy motels I've stayed in throughout my life.
Speaking of karma. He rubbed absently at the ever present sting of the Mark of Cain on his arm as he gazed, lost in thought, at the water swirling down the plughole. Kind of like a metaphor for my life really, isn't it? Going round and round in circles but, ultimately, heading straight down the drain.
He looked up, momentarily alarmed, but rescued from his thoughts, as Castiel swiped aside the shower curtain without warning.
"You were in there for such a long time, I was worried," explained the angel. Noting the angry scratches on Dean's arm, Castiel reached out and healed as much of the irritation as he could. "I will save you from this," he vowed, passing a towel.
Dean nodded and gave a small smile.
His brow furrowed as a thought occurred to him.
He pulled the towel up to protect his modesty from the chest down. "What are you doing in here anyway?" he squawked. "Personal space, dude!"
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