E/O Drabble Challenge
Rating: G/K
Word: Light
Spoiler Alert: Slight spoiler for season three. (If you squint)
Sam watched the murky water lap lazily against the sides of the small boat. The sky was inky black and the air so cool it burned his lungs and hurt his eyes.
The boat was old and nearly rotted through; it rocked precariously with each small movement he made. The oars were mismatched and ancient.
Dean would have laughed at the hunt, would have made jokes and brought fishing poles and beer.
His older brother would have struck a match and lit a lantern and propped his feet up.
Sam sat in the dark and shivered.
He missed the light.