Disclaimer: Don't own nothing, but the grammar mistakes.
Last night I phoned with a friend, and told her (in German) that I'm writing on a drabble. She didn't know the word, and said: "Drabble? Is that an illness?" and I said "Yeah, I've got the drabbles, stay away, they're contagious." XD
Than I realized, drabbles really are contagious! There are so much awesome h/c drabbles around and, well...I think I got infected, so here's my second attempt:
Trees. Dark clouds, pouring rain. Wet ground beneath, clothes soaked. Blood and water.
Waiting.
Minutes...minutes. Hours?
Finally:
"Dean! What happened?"
"Fell"
Arms around him.
His face against a chest.
"Cold!"
A jacket around his shoulders. Not his, but smelling familiar.
A thumb on his forehead. Pain.
"Ow"
"Sorry"
Stumbling. The car. Wheels turning. Well known leather seats.
His head resting against a shoulder.
Motel room. Cotton on dizzy forehead. Band-aid.
A hand cupping his cheek.
" 's just a bump."
Pills in his palm. Glass of water.
A smile.
"Can't you even go taking a leak without tripping over a root, Klutzi?"
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