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Library [02/11]

Sam was still thrown off from the weekend, and nearly overslept to the point of being late to open the library. Luckily, he was no stranger to a little early morning running.

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"You want me to say no next time someone offers to blow me?" Chuck asked. And he had been using his other hand, dammit.

"It won't kill you, I promise," Sam replied.

"I can't guarantee anything," Chuck told him. "But I'll think about trying to restrain myself."

"Good," Sam said, unable to resist smiling as he got the bandage back onto Chuck. "You are healing up, I promise."

"Good. I'm getting sick of this crippled crap," Chuck said, laying his tie over Sam's shoulder so he wouldn't have to hold on to it himself while he put his shirt back on.

Chuck using people as furniture was a sign of affection, really. And it was Armani so it totally wasn't going on a table.

"For the record, Winchester, I didn't go to the clinic because I don't want my father knowing about any of this," he said.

Sam glanced at the tie, but supposed it could have been worse - at least Chuck was getting dressed before he could get too embarrassed.

"I guess that makes sense," he admitted. "I imagine he wouldn't be too pleased, so it's probably easier for him to not know."

"Don't need to give him more ammo against me," Chuck said, mostly to himself. He took the tie off Sam's shoulder and started putting it on with a scary amount of skill.

For someone who despised Chuck not too long ago, Sam was really surprised by the idea that Chuck's own father might not be that fond of him either. "No, that doesn't sound good at all," he said weakly.

Since Sam had helped him out again, Chuck bit back any comment he had about stating the obvious, opting instead to give him a slight look of contempt while he finished putting on his tie.

"Yes. Well. I'm sure he'll find something else to be disappointed about soon enough," Chuck said. He rolled his shoulder slightly, almost as to check to make sure Sam hadn't done anything weird while he was back there. "I suppose I should thank you again, Winchester."

That didn't mean he would, but he realized he probably should.

Sam understood disappointed fathers. He understood that quite well, in fact. But this was still Chuck he was dealing with, and as much as he wondered if empathizing with him would do any good, he couldn't quite bring himself to do it.

"You don't need to do that," he said. "The knowledge that you might skip sex, even if it's just once, to help your shoulder is thanks enough."

Chuck managed to smile at that. "I wouldn't get my hopes up if I were you."

Then again, if Chuck were Sam, he'd also stop wearing flannel and get a decent pair of shoes.

"I'll see you around, Winchester," Chuck said, heading towards the door.

"Yes, I'm sure you will," Sam replied. That was the way his luck worked, after all.

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