“Ow ow ow ow ow.” You mumble to yourself, wincing as your ankle silently screamed in pain each time if touched the ground.
Your brothers had been letting you go on simple solo hunts for a while now and everything had been easy enough to deal with. But this. It was’t exactly excruciating, just impractical, uncomfortable, and looked a lot worse than it felt.
You reached the bunker and saw that Sam and Dean were back a day earlier than they said- great, you could have called them to pick you up.
Sam’s eyes left the laptop momentarily to greet you. You smiled back through gritted teeth and slipped your walking boots off your feet. Peeling the sock past your ankle a bloody mess greeted you and you grimaced.”Lovely.”You murmured to no one in particular.
“Huh?” Dean asked, halfway through a mouthful of pie.
“Nothing.” You stated, not wanting your brothers to worry.
To your utter surprise, Sam noticed.
“Y/N?!” He jolted up from his chair and knelt down to examine your ankle. “What happened?” He asked, his eyes filled with worry.
Dean had followed the commotion and now too was worried.
“I just tripped up in a fight okay? Nothing major. I’m fine.” You insisted, swatting their hands away like an unwanted fly.
Regardless, Sam had grabbed a sponge and warm water and was cleaning up your wound before you could even attempt to resist. “Um…” You managed between their overprotective outbursts.
Eventually, you gave up trying to stop them and settled with a roll of the eyes.
You couldn’t help but giggle.
On cue, both of them shared a look of confusion before handing it over to you.
You shook your head with disbelief and smirked at them.
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