Disclaimer: The beautiful Winchester boys do not belong to me. How I wish, Dean was mine...
A/N: Double birthday drabble for the wonderful CiZiwejes and Deangirl1. I wish you both the best and I hope you enjoy my little gift! The first one is for Deangirl1 and the second one is for CiZiwejes :D Title borrowed from Anberlin.
Drabble word: Feel
Spoiler free
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"Sam," Dean choked out, eyes glassy and pupils blown. "Gimme the damn painkillers, please.".
"Hold on, I can't find them." Shaky hands clumsily rummaged through the duffel bags. "I think we ran out."
"Oh god, fantastic. I feel like a walking bruise and there's no Tylenol."
Sam pulled out a med kit and handed it to Dean. "Here, patch yourself up as best you can. I'll pick up some more."
Wrapping an arm around Dean's waist, he lifted him up on the bed and grabbed the keys. "Oh and when I get back we're gonna have a talk about you throwing yourself in front of that crocotta."
"Damn."
"Yeah, I didn't forget."
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Tbc