~Kenny

I waited for Dean to come back to the dressing room. I was starting to paced in the room. I heard the door open and saw Dean walking in.

"So, next round?" I asked. Dean nodded. I walked over to him and pulled him into a hug.

"Kenny are you okay?" Dean asked. I nodded. I'm just glad that I can spend more time with him. I know we are not together but we share the same feeling for each other. We just have to figure out, what our next move is. We walked out the dressing room and headed back to the bus. I felt light headed.

"Dean, can you slow down a little?" I said, trying to catch my breath.

"Kenny, are you feeling okay?" Dean whispered.

"No," I said, putting a hand over my mouth.

"Okay, let's get you on the bus," he said. I felt Dean picking me up and carried me to the bus.

"Dean, I can walk you know," I said, trying to get down.

"I know but your sick," Dean whispered.

"I'm not sick. Now put me down," I said.

"No," he said softly and walking onto the bus.

"Is he okay?" Miss Jackson asked.

"No, Kenny sick," Dean said, walking to the back room.

~Dean

I can't believe that Kenny is sick. I laid him down and pulled the cover over him. I was about to leave when I felt someone pulled on my sleeve. I looked back to see Kenny is holding onto my sleeve.

"Don't leave," Kenny whimpered.

"I'm not going anywhere," I said, walking back over to the bed.

"Okay," he said, cuddling up to me. I smiled at him. I wrapped my arms around him protectively.  I just hope he gets better soon. I don't like to see him so lifeless.

~Next Morning

I woke up to the sound of someone coughing. I looked over to see Kenny.

"Kenny, hey how you feeling?" I asked him.

"Like crap," Kenny said, in a raspy voice.

"Here let me check," I said placing a hand on his forehead, "You're burning up. Miss Jackson. We need to pick up some cold medicine," I said, laying Kenny back down.

"Alright," I heard her call back.

"Dean, I'm sorry," Kenny whispered.

"You have nothing to be sorry for," I said softly.

"But I could get you sick," he whispered.

"I'll be fine, Ken. Just go to sleep," I said, pulling him closer to me. I wish I could take away his sickness.  I could feel him drifting off to sleep. I heard a knock on the door, "Come in," I said quietly. The door open to show Miss Jackson walking in.

"I got some medicine for Kenny," she said.

"Thanks," I said, wrapping a blanket around Kenny tighter.

"How is he?" Miss Jackson asked.

"Well, he's not going to die," I said, looking at Kenny pale skin.

"That's good. I'll leave him in your hands," she said leaving the room. I nodded. I looked down at the products that she got for Kenny's illness. Vitamins C's, Night Quale, tea, etc...

"I hope this works," I whispered. I woke Kenny up so he can take some vitamins C's and night quale.  In a few minutes, Kenny was out. 

~Five Days Later. ~Kenny

I woke up from a nap when I see Dean was laying next to me.

"Hey Dean, how you feeling?" I asked him. I hope I didn't get him sick.

"I'm good. I have been taking vitamins C's stuff," Dean said, glancing at me then back to his phone.

"That's good," I sighed in relief. 

"So, how do you feel?" he asked.

"Better actually," I said, looking at Dean. Dean smiled up at me.

"Oh really now," Dean said.

"Yeah, Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked. Dean moved closer to me, "Dean, what are yo-" I was cut off by Dean kissing me, "Mmfmmf,"

"Finally," he said, panting a bit.

"You was waiting to do that this whole time, weren't you?" I asked, catching my breath.

"Yes, I was," Dean said, pulling me in for another one. This went on for a good hour or so. We ended up falling asleep after our make out session.

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