A/N: A lil treat for the Dean girlies- one of my rare sneezy!Dean fics lol. This is one of my deleted fics from LJ (originally written for a prompt); it has been edited/expanded for tumblr
“UHH-HTCHCHCH! hhmp-SHUH!”
“Dude.” Sam frowns. “Haven’t you heard of covering your face?”
“Cover your f-face…HEHH-HTCH’UH!”
“You’re right– I should cover my face. Then I wouldn’t be breathing in your germs.”
“ETCHSHSH!”
Sam narrows his eyes, but his expression changes when Dean sneezes yet again.
“HUH-HTCHSHSH! Hehh…hetchSHOO!”
“Dean, are you sure you’re okay?”
“I’m f-fi-ehh-HRTSHCH!”
“Yeah, because this is normal-”
“Will ya boys shut up? Some of us are trying to figure out how to save the world over here.” Bobby stands and grabs a box of tissues from the table. “Sam’s right, none of us want that cold of yours.”
He tosses the box, but it never reaches Dean. Instead, it’s intercepted by Cas, who appears in a rustle of wings.
“Why are you throwing things?” Cas asks, then holds out the box as Dean sneezes yet again.
“HRSHSHS-choo! Damnit, Cas, give some warning before you appear two feet in front of a guy,” Dean growls, grabbing the tissues as an afterthought. “And I don’t have a cold.” His red nose twitches in disagreement.
“You seem rather opposite from cold,” Cas says, his expression confused. “Your body temperature is much higher than Sam’s.”
“What? Dean, you didn’t tell me you had a fever!” Sam presses his palm to Dean’s forehead.
