Tissue Connoisseur Extraordinaire, AKA Dean

by dreamlitnight

E/O Drabble Challenge, Word- Rough, Dean has a cold. He needs tissues, a certain right kind of tissues. Sam is all over it. Three parts- 100 words each.

2. Chapter 2

Disclaimer: Winchesters, no-ot mine.

A/N: Yay! 100 words on the dot. Word of the Week- Rough. Thanks for letting me play the Drabble Game!

"The Nose Knows."

"Dean come on." Sam cajoled, he took the ignored box and opened it, offering a white square to his red nosed brother. "What are you a tissue connoisseur?"

Dean turned his head, catching a sneeze on his shoulder. "BBBXXX-CHHOONG!" Nose and eyes leaking, he snatched the tissue... blew gustily... "Thedse are doo rough... they hurd by nose Sabby." He complained, tired and congested.

Unable to resist the pleading, sniffly, sickie sibling... Sam huffed, turned on his heel, and headed back out to purchase the supposedly softer tissues. His brother was so cranky when he was sick.

~TBC