Mmm'kay. [Dean continued to kiss him slow and easy. Couldn't even manage to be sexual about it. It was just affection and comfort. A wave of protectiveness crashed over him so hard, it took his breath away for a second. He wrapped his arms tightly around his brother, pressing his face against the side of Sam's neck, mouthing promises he couldn't say out loud.]

[After a few minutes, he slowly eased his hold and pulled back a little. Smiled lightly at his brother.] Rest. I'm gonna get us cleaned up, okay?