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Feeling okay?

Peachy. pulls the pillow over his head

Riiight. Sits on the bed

Peeks from underneath the pillows. Yeesss?

Want me to go away? He chuckled

He shook his head for a moment. Please don't?

I won't then Dean. I'm right here. He rubbed along his back then

He shut his eyes for a moment. I think I'm dying...

Why do you say that? He frowned a bit

Hunt went sour. Fucker got a good chunk outta me before I ended up chopping off its head.

He sighed. Let me see.

I already stitched it up, John. But he rolled over just the same, pulling his shirt over his head exposing the bloodsoaked bandage underneath. It's not pretty...I had to stand in front of a mirror to get the stitch decent.

He grabs the kit and takes the bandage off checking the wound and grabs a rag and cleans the blood off to examine it better. Not bad Dean. He poured Holy water on the wound and watched Dean as he cleaned it a bit more getting a new badage ready and stitching up some open areas.

Dean let the older hunter take over from right than. He didn't know what he was bracing himself on the pain level but he was already bracing himself, biting on his bottom lip. The indents of his teeth whitening the flesh they dug themselves in. "Course not bad. I ain't exactly new at this, John." He smirked a tiny bit before he finally realized why he was bracing himself when his dad poured Holy water over the wound. "Oh...fuckin' shit." He bit out, groaning against his fist for a moment.

He watched him after he poured the holy water over it. He waited a few moments dabbing it off a bit before pouring holy water over it again. "I know that. I taught you remember."

Dean stifled a small scream at that, glancing up at the older hunter with a pointed glare. "Can you please not do that more than once?" He frowned a tiny bit for a moment before laying his head back against he pillow. "It's alright now?"

He wiped it clean then and bandaged it up and looked at him. "You'll be fine soon, was cleaning the poison out." He glanced up at her then.

Dean took a deep breath, giving a small smile before laying back down on the bed. "Thanks..." He gave a faint smile, glancing down at his dad before just making himself comfortable for the most part. "I think I might end up takin' a leave of absence."

"From?" He laid back beside him and just glanced at him.