The Fall
Dean was sprinting as soon as he heard the splash.
Arms pumping, tearing off extra layers.
He pushed through horrified gawkers to hurtle over the edge of the cliff.
He careened towards downward, eyes open to watch the fall—magnificent swirls of sapphire and ivory sunlight.
Impact was a shock of cold, a slap of pain, but he didn't care. Dean swam hard until he hooked an arm underneath the flailing form and kicked to shore.
He cupped cold cheeks, scanning for blue lips or blood.
"I'm f-fine, Dean. I j-just slipped."
"You do that again…and I'll kick your ass, Ben." Dean yanked the boy to him in a soggy hug, knowing love when he felt it.
I wanted the reveal of it not being who we orginally thought to be a surprise. I hope it was. Please let me know what you think.
This one was hard to write with 100 words. It's way over at 123.
Hope everyone had fun at the Chicago Con this year. I couldn't make it because I'm going somewhere else but I hope everyone had fun. If you have any details to share, message me! :P