[align=center][div style="width: 450px;border: 0px black solid;text-align: justify;text-transform: lowercase;"]dean was sort of starting to.. shut down. he was watching the world around them die, and it was hard. it was tiring. horrifying. with his epilepsy, it was going to make things harder. if he got too overwhelmed, he would end up on the ground, twitching and getting eaten by zombies.. and he wouldn't be able to scream or call for help, just stare at the sky.
dean, at the moment, was sat in the bunker that they live in, staring at the gun in his hand and rubbing a thumb over his cracked and cut up bottom lip. dean didn't want to burden his brother and friend, and that's all he would be. a burden. a bug bite on their arm, a stitch in their belly, a knot in their side.. he took a shaky breath, starting to raise the gun up, but the nights started flashing, and he felt his body lock, and he fell to the floor, starting to twitch.
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[align=center]gregory / 17 / trans male / married to legiana
Cas blinked, squeezing his shoukder. "I've got it. Go check up on Dean." He said. Sam nodded. He handed Cas the gun before heading into the bunker. He blinked, looking around.
"Dean?" He called out. He started searching the place before he spotted Dean. His eyes widened. He quickly moved over to him. Jesus what set him off now? He blinked, looking around to make sure he wasn't by anything to hit himself on. He then searched around. They didn't have shit here to help. He blinked, quickly heading outside and grabbing a stick before moving back inside. Sam then gently knealt besides his brother, managing to put the stick in his mouth so he wouldn't bite his tongue.
Sam gently started brushing his fingers through Dean's hair. He kept his distance though so Dean wouldn't hit him. He stared shushing him softly.
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it wasn't for a good ten minutes that dean seemed to calm, breathing a bit shakily. he stared at his brother, seeming a bit exhausted. "the li-.. the lights flickered.."
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[align=center]gregory / 17 / trans male / married to legiana
Sam blinked. "I'll be sure to look at them." He murmured. He slowly stroked his hair, soon moving closer to Dean once he was sure the seizure had finished. He sat down beside him, gently pulling Dean into his arms and holding him.
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he leaned into sam, pulling his arms to his chest and sighing. "in your big brother, i should be the one taking care of you.." he whispered.
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[align=center]gregory / 17 / trans male / married to legiana
He shushed him, smoothing back Dean's hair. "Just because you're older doesn't mean anything. We're brothers. We care for each other equally. You know Id do anything for you, Dean." He whispered.
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he sighed, frowning. "it's just.. not fair.."
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[align=center]gregory / 17 / trans male / married to legiana
He gave him a soft squeeze. "Well the world isn't fair. But you know what? We're going to be okay. As long as we stick together, nothing is going to happen to us." He whispered
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he frowned. "and what do we do during hordes, hm?"
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