Note: The prompt word was "tender
Note: Two little drabbles came to mind for the word "Tender." This is the second one.
Six
Sam quickly lowered his head and turned slightly to the right as Dean walked past him toward the car. And just as Sam let himself relax, his brother suddenly stopped and took a step backwards.
Crap.
It came as no surprise, then, when Sam felt strong fingers grasp his chin to tilt his head toward the streetlight. More fingers probed the tender welt below his eye before he was released. Dean sighed and shook his head disappointedly.
"A girl did that to you?"
"She was possessed, Dean!" Sam defended.
"Dude, she was six! Missing front teeth and everything. Find another excuse."