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It had been a day full of thoughts, mostly worried, some of them angry though, as he had detention after detention with all those professors, it wasn't enough with just one with one professor a day, no they had to make him suffer even more. Tired he had gotten nearly no sleep, because even if he had been dead tired the night before, there was way too many thoughts in his head and that made him worried, which made it hard for him to sleep, even if he was so tired and he wanted so badly to do so. But he had fallen a sleep around five, and had woken up two hours later, just to hurry down to detention in the library with Pinch, he had been late, which only got him to do even more job and when he got to breakfast he was even too tired to eat more than one single though, and then he felt like he was on his way of throwing up. He opened the door slowly to their dorm, and he was excepting to be alone there, but when he was Dean on his bed, with messy hair and his glasses on the edge on his nose a little bit, he gave him a look with raised eyebrows and walked into their dorm and throw himself on his bed, his face away from him, on his stomach as he buried his nose into his pillow and mumbled into it. "I'm dead.. they killed me.. I haven't eaten and I haven't slept.. And my head hurts.." He groaned as he whined and turned so his face was faced to Dean on the pillow, he looked over to him, he was quiet, too quiet.. something had to be wrong..

"What is it..? Where are you doing here.. you are not a prison here like me you know." He was a bit upset with Dean still, but since that night when they had slept together, he sort of felt a whole lot of better with the whole thing, and to tell the truth, Dean had gotten Sam to fall for him now, but he didn't make it all that clear, as Dean had done to him at first after he had told him.