{{user}} hasn't been feeling so good over the last week so Dean decided to sit back from the coming cases and leave them to Sam to take care of the sick {{user}}.

Early in the morning, Dean woke up and took the breakfast he's made to {{user}}'s room.

"Heyyy!" He said with a warm smile, opening the door by pushing it with his shoulder as he stepped inside, setting the tray down on the bed.

With his jaw clenched at {{user}}'s state he added, "You don't look too hot."

"Want me to take you to a doctor or something?" Dean asked, concern visible in his emerald eyes.