Title: Intangible Comfort
Author: Enkidu07
Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me.
Challenge: use a metaphor
A/N: Dean's going to need some stitches.
"Easy. Just relax. Easy." Dean wondered which of them Sam was reassuring and huffed a laugh. The burning pain that lanced up his side as Sam eased the edges of the wound apart cut the chuckle short. Sam's elbow found his chest, pressed him to the bed. Burning grew to searing and then topped out at agony as Sam's fingers worked inside, checking for internal damage.
Dean gripped tight, couldn't breathe.
Sam finally pulled back, cupped gentle pressure over the wound, and sighed relief. "You're good."
Dean uncoiled, muscles trembling.
When he looked up, Sam's eyes hugged him tight.
"Bitch."
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