A Shot in the Arm?

by dreamlitnight

E/O Drabble Challenge: Word-BELT Dean is sick. Sam is there to provide comfort and maybe laugh at his older brother, a little. Dean/sick, Sam/ comforting

E/O Drabble Challenge: Word- BELT

Disclaimer: Winchester's, no-ot mine.

A/N: Hope your holidays are very merry! Thanks for letting me play the Drabble Game.

Wet coughs. Pitiful whimpers.

"Dean? Water?"

"Nah." Sniffle. "Wanna leave Sam. Now."

"They're getting medicine, which you most definitely need. We're staying."

More little boy whimpers. Sam watches Dean fidget on the hard exam table.

Cheerful nurse enters. "All righty. Got some good stuff for you." Smiles saucily, brandishes two syringes.

Dean holds out a limp arm. Head lolling, ignores saucy smile.

"Uh, uh." Head shake. Eyes Dean's belt.

Dean notices, eyes widen in confused alarm.

Sam smirks in understanding. "Right in the butt, Bro."

"Nooo butt..." Pleading. "Arm."

Firm head shake. "Sorry. Gluteus Maximus. Now drop your drawers Sailor."

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