Written: 25.03.27
Words: 810
General
Sam took his headphones off, brows furrowing at the distant grunting noises that were echoing down the hallway.
He waited a couple minutes and – after the grunting continued – rolled his eyes and got off his bed to investigate, this better not be something stupid.
The giant padded down the hall, stopping a few moments later at his brother’s bedroom door.
He lingered a moment before pushing it open, “Dean?” The door swung open to reveal the blonde, who had somehow wrapped himself up in a fitted sheet, and was half-sprawled out over a naked mattress. Sam licked his lips in an effort to hide his chuckle, “Need some help?”
Dean rolled over so he was on his back, before nodding at his feet, “I think I’m stuck in a pocket.”
Sam shook his head and made the short trip over to his brother’s side. He took a moment to study the situation down at his feet before he started to carefully pull away at what appeared to be a corner, “How did you do this?”
“Well, I unfolded it, and then realized I didn’t have a chair to put it on.” At the look, Dean rolled his head, “I didn’t wanna put it on the floor because it’s clean! Anyway, I through it up on my shoulder and then…” He hung his head and let his voice trail off.
Sam rolled his eyes before focusing back his task, “Okay, I think I got it.”
He yanked the part of the sheet he was holding and a moment later Dean let out a surprised cry, “Whoa, whoa! That’s uh… attached.”
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