There are so much wonderful h/c drabbles around and I just wanted to give it a try on my own :)
Warnings: No spoilers, but one bad Dean-word
Disclaimer: I flung myself on the ground in a big supermarket, throwing a tantrum, screaming "I want them! I want them!" but instead of bringing Sam and Dean they just banned me from the house...so they are still not mine :D ...just the mistakes I did all by myself.
Bobby's couch is green, complementary to the red color of Deans blood, streaming down his arm from a shot-wound in his shoulder.
Sam sits next to him, watches his pale face.
"You're gonna need a bucket?"
"What for?"
"If you throw up!"
"Why should I throw up, huh!"
"Cause you always do, at a certain pain-level"
"Nah, Bobby said he'll bring something to help with the pain."
Bobby comes back, carrying a bottle of ice spray and a sawed off piece of a wooden broomstick, which already has imprints of Dean's teeth from the last time Bobby had to remove a bullet.
"Fuck Bobby, I thought you were talking about drugs!" Dean sighs.
"Sorry kid."
Sam stands up, sympathetically looking at Dean "I get the bucket!"
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