Characters: Sam/Dean (Slash, Drabble)
Summary: Sam applies some TLC to repairing a work of art.
Author's Notes: A birthday gift for colleenish, who wanted some Sam/Dean schmoop in a semi-humiliating setting. Hope this matches what you were looking for!
Also for spn_drabble, this is "First Aid."
"Hold still," Sam said.
"It hurts!" Dean gripped the table harder, wishing they had more whiskey. "Ow! You're killing me here, Sam."
"Be glad it's just birdshot." Sam stroked Dean's hip encouragingly, before aiming the flashlight again and softly probing the skin near the last wound. "Almost done."
Dean took a deep breath, trying not to flinch as the tweezers began their ruthless task. He felt the pull, then the oh-my-god-sonofabitch-ow as Sam worked the bullet out of his left asscheek. "Think it'll scar?"
"Don't know." Sam kissed the skin above the wound tenderly. "But I'll definitely keep you posted."
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