"Shut up, Dean," he growls, hooking an arm underneath Dean's knees and swinging him up. He's heavy, a little too heavy but not nearly as heavy as he ought to be. Not even close.
"You're getting skinny again," he grunts, getting his feet more firmly under him. "You tell me if anything starts to hurt worse, alright? Promise me."
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Date: 2013-09-21 06:08 am (UTC)"You're getting skinny again," he grunts, getting his feet more firmly under him. "You tell me if anything starts to hurt worse, alright? Promise me."