for a prompt: teen trans boy Sam ends up in hospital after a hunt and the staff are calling him 'Samantha' and 'she/her' and just not listening in general, cue Dean being supportive and telling them what's what :)
Dean hasn’t read to Sam in years, not since he still had his baby fat and toddled instead of walking. Really, they guy learned - and demanded that he was allowed - to read on his own obscenely early, or so it had seemed to Dean. But now it’s different, with his both arms aching and bruised and the other one completely encased in bandages; Sam can’t do it on his own, and he’s got schoolwork to do. So Dean’s reading to him about history, chapter after chapter, taking a sip of his takeaway coffee every now and then. There’s a sense of something in the room, with every corner of it quiet if not for the coughing of the girl in the corner bed across the curtains separating Sam from the rest of the room, which, if not for the girl, would be empty other than for them. John’s out: after making sure his kids were fine, he went off again to finish the hunt. Dean hopes he’ll be fine, the same as always; in the back of his head he can never feel quite confident that they’ll all be together again if he’s not there to personally make it so. Despite it, he knows his place, and it’s right here by Sammy.
Footsteps interrupt them. Dean lowers the book onto his lap when the nurse arrives, pushes aside the curtain and steps inside their private little bubble.
“I’ll just check on your sister, then you can continue, alright?” the nurse asks Dean, as if Sam’s not present in the room.
Her voice is absent; she’s already pulling aside some of the padding covering the claw marks on Sam’s arm.
“He’s my brother.”