E/O Challenge: Soft
Happy Birthday KKBelvis! Some hurt Sam, and caring Dean. And they are outside, promise.
Word Count: 100
A hard arm across his back, hard fists jammed up under Sam's solar plexus. Once, twice, third time the key. Sam jerked forward, coughing, hacked out whatever the fuck it was that the fugly had shoved down his throat. His head would have cracked on his knees if Dean's hard hands hadn't grabbed his shoulders.
Spots danced in his peripheral vision as he gulped in heaving breaths, Dean's calloused hand rubbing his back. Dean's ragged voice in his ear.
"You're okay. It's over, Sam. Breathe."
He relaxed into the sure pressure supporting him, Dean's voice now soft. "I've got you."
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