[FIC] These Lies We Cherish
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Title: These Lies We Cherish
Characters: Sam, Dean, John
Pairing/Genre: Gen, Hurt/Comfort, brotherly love, platonic cuddling
Word Count: ~5000
Written for: the Fanworks Challenge (finally!)
Notes: My interpretation of how the Battle of Stanford might have gone down.
Summary: “Shh,” Dean's voice, when he speaks, is scraped raw and bitten-back, his breaths broken, but Sam knows his eyes will be dry. This is a happy moment, and neither of them is allowed to cry right now.
“Sammy,” Dean whispers, hands busy stroking through Sam's hair and down his back (gentle, feather-light so as not to disturb the broken ribs). “You hear that? The ambulance is coming. You're gonna be all right, huh? You're gonna be all right.”
For this lovelyprompt by
emmatheslayer: What happened during the Stanford fight and how Dean felt about his brother leaving (and not wanting him to go). Anything about this would be great.
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Characters: Sam, Dean, John
Pairing/Genre: Gen, Hurt/Comfort, brotherly love, platonic cuddling
Word Count: ~5000
Written for: the Fanworks Challenge (finally!)
Notes: My interpretation of how the Battle of Stanford might have gone down.
Summary: “Shh,” Dean's voice, when he speaks, is scraped raw and bitten-back, his breaths broken, but Sam knows his eyes will be dry. This is a happy moment, and neither of them is allowed to cry right now.
“Sammy,” Dean whispers, hands busy stroking through Sam's hair and down his back (gentle, feather-light so as not to disturb the broken ribs). “You hear that? The ambulance is coming. You're gonna be all right, huh? You're gonna be all right.”
For this lovelyprompt by
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Read it on AO3