summary: Bobby’s been watching Sam and Dean for years. He knows how much they need each other. [a/n: part of the asthma!verse]
It’s not like Bobby hasn’t wondered about them. Christ, those boys are attached at the damn hip—where one goes, the other goes too, or else there’s going to be a fit from Sam and panicked eyes from Dean. The way he treats that kid, always before himself, like Sam gets food first, Sam gets the extra pillows, Sam can have Dean’s blanket because Sam gets cold and Dean’s fine. Sammy needs me, I take care of him, and Jesus, if Bobby and John don’t know that by now they don’t know nothin’.
If Bobby sets up an air mattress for Dean so the kids can have their own space, Dean just ends up climbing in with Sam, or his brother climbs in with him. Dean has to watch Bobby cook, peering anxiously into the pot, so that Sam doesn’t eat anything bad. Bobby tries to explain to Dean once that he knows what Sam can’t have (and he’d never hurt the kid), but Dean just stares at him and shakes his head, like Bobby doesn’t get it. Bobby wonders if John ever accidently fed Sam something bad. Or maybe Dean just needs to be sure, because he only trusts himself with Sam.
Dean treats Sam too much like his own baby.
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