Wow: Late
Word count: 100
Summary: You never know when it will be the last time.
Disclaimer: writing for fun, not for profit. SPN does not belong to me!
I wrote two this week, neither very upbeat. Hope you enjoy anyway!
Dean's fighting it, but the couch is so comfortable that it's hard to resist. He sits up straight and forces his eyelids open, but his father had run him ragged today and his head jerks up as it nods toward his chest.
There's laughter and a deep voice murmurs, "Time for somebody to be in bed."
"Don't wanna go to bed," Dean slurs sleepily.
"Sorry honey, but it's getting late. You already said goodnight to Sammy and it's past your bedtime." A soft kiss brushes Dean's forehead. "Go on with Daddy now, and Mommy will see you in the morning."