"Dean!" Benny yells over the sound of thunder, wind, rain, and whatever else was beating against him and the side of the boat, "Dean say something goddammit!"
A hand landed on Benny's right bicep and he spun quickly to see Dean, his Dean. Dean's okay, no Dean's bleeding, on his head, Dean's hurt. He immediately starts grabbing at the blondes face but Dean pushes his hands away, "I'm fine you need to drive!"
"The engines cut out I don't think we can do much except wait!" He screams back and shit does Dean look scared, "C'mere baby." Dean collapses into his arms and presses his face against his jacketed chest.
"I'm sacred. Yeah that sounds fucking stupid but I'm scared." They have to sit on the deck of the boat so they won't be flung off their feet and into the water, "Ben I'm scared."
" 's okay Cher I gotcha." He says against Dean's ear so he's not yelling at him, "I gotcha, okay? It'll be over soon, 's just a thunderstorm." His statement was backed by a loud crack of lightning and Dean flinching in his arms, "Shhhhh hey 's okay love."
Dean has his face pressed into Benny's neck which smells strongly of salt and the sea. He doesn't want to see what's happening he just wants Benny, he needs Benny. He grips tight to his shoulders and bites his lip harshly, "Mon brave homme." He says softly and runs his fingers through Dean's sweat and water soaked hair, "Je t'ai Cher, tu es en sécurité."
•••When the sun rises both Benny and Dean are wedged underneath the console of the boat which was currently beat to hell and back. There's no way two can get it back floating. Both men wake slowly, groaning at the soreness of being in such a small space for so long. Benny hisses and snatches his leg out of the sun then bites his lip, "Fuck."
"Shit." Dean curses and stares down at the scorched skin, the burns had to at least be second degree. The hunter tears his shirt quickly, washes the cloth in some salt water that looks semi clean. Benny winces when he starts tightly wrapping his leg and tosses his head back against the fiberglass, "Sorry." He mumbles then stares out at the sun. He doesn't register how close his face is to Benny's until their lips connect causing him to moan softly. He climbs into the other's lap and nuzzles his neck when they pull apart, "What do we do?"
"N-n-not much we ca-can do." Benny says through his chattering teeth, "Fu-uck 'm col-cold."
"Are you sick." Dean asks quickly and grabs Benny's cheeks, "You're burning up."
"Wh-when vam-vampires 'g burnt we-we-we ge-get somthin' lik-like a hu-human fe-fe-fev-"
"Shhh." Dean whispers and cups his cheek, "I've got you Ben just rest." Benny let's out a small whimper and curls into Dean, "there ya go you big bear I got you." He whispers and nuzzles his nose into Benny's hair.
"De-an 'm so-so-sorry I-I know I s-said I woul-would pro-tec-tect y-ou."
"Shhhhhh." He whispers and strokes his fingers across Benny's beard, "It's okay love, I know. You're doing a great job, don't say sorry." He kisses his head gently and pulls him closer, "I've got you Bear."
"Bear?"
"Yes, you're like a big bear. Except you're sweeter and you don't eat trash. Other than that you're literally a bear." He mumbles and kisses him gently.
Benny forces a small smile and chuckles dryly, "Lov-love y-y-ya to-too."
•••When night falls Dean goes down to the cabin to see if there was anything left. Luckily there are some blood bags that were floating around and the water was cold enough to keep them edible. He grabs a few waters and the first aid kit along with a bottle of whiskey and some tarps then brought it all above deck. After putting together a quick shelter he goes and grabs a few towels and cushions then lays them out so they can dry the next day. When the sun rises Dean finally lays down next to Benny who was whimpering every now and again. The blonde sighs and runs his hands over Benny's shoulders and arms, pressing small kisses into the cook of his neck and along his jaw line. Benny shifts and whines then leans into Dean's touch, shivering and sniffling.
"De-de-Dean?" He whispers, eyes still closed.
"Yeah it's me baby." He murmurs and kisses the back of his neck, "Don't worry I drank. You need to though and we've got maybe a months worth of bags the rest went bad but there were a few left." Dean wraps his arms around the taller man's waist and nuzzles into his shoulder blades, "Get some sleep."
"A-all I've do-done is s-le-le-leep." He whispers hoarsely and tries to laugh but goes into a coughing fit.
"Stop talking love." He mumbles and holds him close, "I've got everything fixed up, alright? You got nothing to worry about." Benny let's out a huff and leans back into Dean then whines and cuddles up to him, "What's wrong Bear."
" 'M co-ol-ol-d." He forces as he shakes.
"I've got some towels and blankets drying out baby, I'm sorry." Dean pulls him closer to his chest and kisses his head, "Tough it out for me."
•••
When the sun goes down Dean climbs out from under their tarp and checks the blanket and towels which were now dry. He smiles, brings them back to the shelter, and wraps Benny up with them earning a soft purr from the older vampire. He checks on the cushions too and decides they need another day in the sun.Lastly he goes below deck to grab a few blood bags out of the cold, protective water then brings them back, "Ben?" He asks quietly and sits next to the other man who barely opens his eyes, "Morning sunshine."
" 's lik-like o-o-one o-o-o-" Dean shushes him and tips his head up a bit, holding it with one hand and the blood bag with the other, "Th-th-thank y-"
"Just drink love, you need to drink." He whispers and tips the bag. Benny laps eagerly at the small stream of red liquid while Dean shifts so his head is in the blondes lap. After a few bags Benny's strong enough to sit up and immediately curls up in Dean's lap with his face pressed into the hunter's neck. They stay there for a while before Benny pulls away and kisses Dean ever so gently, eyes fluttering closed as their chapped lips press against one another.
"L-l-love you." Benny mumbles as he kissed down Dean's neck and onto his shoulder, "D-on't leave me-e." Dean holds him tighter and tips his head back to allow the other more room.
"I ain't going anywhere bear, I promise." He rubs Benny's back and soaks up all the attention he's getting. Benny was rarely this vulnerable around him, and even if it is just because he's sick he doesn't care, "I love you too."
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A/N:Ayyyyyy look at me doing actual tenses with my writing!!! I'm not being as lazy anymore ayyyyy.))
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FanfictionBreathing, he was breathing? That wasn't supposed to happen. He'd been dead for a while now so why was he breathing? Just the first story! The sequel will be posted sometime in May/June))