Emergency

"Heehh…"

He rubbed at his nose, the tickle still didn't seem to back off.

Terrific.

"Hehh…Hihhh'ehh..."

He let out a shaky breath, neither able to sneeze nor able to suppress the feeling.

"Oh come ohh…Come on!" he sweared, giving his now running nose a rough wipe with his sleeve.

At this moment the door flung open and his brother Sam entered the room.

"Still fighting this sneeze off? Seriously?" he laughed when he noticed that his brother was still in the same unpleasant situation.

"Shud uhh…ub, Sabby!" was the cranky answer, his voice getting gradually thicker.

"Why are you staring ahh… ad me?" he huffed and sniffed liquidly.

"Sorry, I can't help it, you're just adorable when you're like this," his brother answered and sat down beside him.

"Uh-huh," Dean answered and pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to starve off the tickling sensation.

"Got be sobe tissues?" he asked, his fingers not moving.

"Sure," Sam answered, grabbed the box out of his bag and plucked a few tissues out, not handing them to his brother, though.

"Whad are you waih….ihhh….waiting for? Give them to me!"

"Nope"

"What? Stop kidding be! It's a freakigg ebergedcy!"

"I know, but I want a kiss first"

Dean tried to snatch them out of Sam's hand, but his younger brother was quicker.

"You are a kiehh…kinky sudd of a bitch, you know thad, dod't you?"

"Yeah, I'm aware. Come on, I'm waiting"

He let out a congested sigh.

Reluctantly, Dean faced his brother and moved a step closer, his eyes meeting his own.

"Closer"

"I'm wo…heh…working on it"

A liquid sniff later, the older one was only a few inches away from his younger brother's face.

His nose was twitching with the desperate need to sneeze, even his eyes started streaming, but there was no relief.

So he gave in, pressed his chapped lips against his brothers, sensing their unexpected softness. Sam's lips wandered up his face and he placed a gentle kiss on the top of Dean's nose, which dissolved in a huge tickle that left him gasping for air.

"Don't ki-ihhh-kiss me the-heh…," he argued and wiggled his nose forth and back, his face scrunching up in anticipation once again.

Startled, he noticed something soft and white being hold to his face and took it gratefully.

"Heh'DGZSHhh-uhh,Hehh…ihh'…'gnnSHH-uhh, …heh…ihhh…uhh…Dabbit,"

Loudly, he blew his nose, aware that Sam was watching him with hungry eyes. "What? Did that seriously turn you on?"

His younger brother blushed slightly, gave him the puppy dog eyes and nodded in the direction of the bed.

Askingly, Dean furrowed one of his eyebrows, then understood,

"Uhh…I get it. Does that mean more fun for you and more tissues for me?"

"Definitely."