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♤:Taking a bath together
To be honest, Dean isn’t as calm as he’s letting on. Sure, he’s bathed his little brother countless times, but that stopped when Sam was fourteen and decided it was embarrassing. Now, with Sam wounded and needing the assistance, he can understand why his brother is tense. Dean stands behind him, both of them in the nude - neither willing to admit it’s ‘weird’ to stay clothed - while calloused hands gently and carefully cleanse the large, deep wounds in his brothers back.
Sam had grown so much, so quickly, and Dean feels… well, downright small next to him. Moreso now, with his own forbidden thoughts and the view of broad, muscled shoulders slick with water that’s only interrupted by his own hands. Thank hell for his self control. There’s a tension in the silence, an unspoken promise not to break the moment or make it worse with words that might bring them back to themselves. He can deal with that.












