a month in the life of a cursed hunter ((samefivealbums))

[onlytobenormal]

Candy and sea lions. What, do you want me to get you an ice cream after?

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[samefivealbums]

True. I kinda like that. [She grinned at him, then stepped up to the counter to get their picture. She liked it. The two of them just off the water, the Bay wind blowing their hair back. They were even both smiling.] What'cha think?

[onlytobenormal]

I like it. [He grinned when he saw... well, how happy they looked together, how comfortable they were. He moved to pay for the photo because that was definitely one that was going to be kept.]

[samefivealbums]

Me too. [She held onto the picture while Sam paid, then took his hand again as they headed out toward the bakery. Everything they'd done today was perfect. It would be hard to top in the rest of the month.]

[onlytobenormal]

[He led her into the bakery when they got there, stepping up to look over the menu and humming thoughtfully as he decided what he wanted.] What are you getting?

[samefivealbums]

Maybe another sandwich. The club sounds good. And another bowl of soup, 'cause that was awesome earlier. [She leaned against his shoulder and looked up at him.] What're you thinking?

[onlytobenormal]

Thinking the same thing. [Sandwich and soup because, yeah, it was good earlier. He went to tangle their fingers together and went to give their order-- to go this time.]

[samefivealbums]

[She squeezed his hand, happy to lean against him while they waited for the food to be packaged. As soon as it was ready to go, they headed back to the Impala. As much fun as she had today, she was glad to be heading home. She could curl up with Sam and relax.]

[onlytobenormal]

[He was kind of glad to be heading back home too now--today had been great, but getting back and relaxing for awhile sounded great. Settling in the car, he started off towards home.]

[samefivealbums]

[Dean slid across the seat and rested her head on his shoulder. She rubbed his arm lightly.] Love you, you know?

[onlytobenormal]

I think you've given me some clues... [He gave her a quick, soft smile.] Love you too, Dean.

[samefivealbums]

I try to make sure I do. [She smiled back and put her head back down. Happy to just sit beside him and stay curled up until they got home.]

[onlytobenormal]

[He turned his head to kiss the top of her head lightly before turning his attention back to the road. He was content just driving, making some small talk on occasion. When they got back home, he parked and went to slip out, lead them back inside.]

[samefivealbums]

[Dean followed him inside and up to the apartment. She sighed happily and kicked off her shoes once she was inside. Headed for the couch and started pulling their dinner out of the bag.]

[onlytobenormal]

[Kicking off his own shoes, he went to settle at her side, reaching for his own food and grabbing the remote to turn on the TV. Might be something on worth watching.]

[samefivealbums]

[She curled up to his side and rubbed her cheek against his shoulder before she settled in to eat. Occasionally glanced at the TV to see what he'd landed on.] Anything good?

[onlytobenormal]

Not a lot, man. [But he'd found some documentary that looked interesting on the History Channel... and well, he had the remote so he figured he had control of the stations.]

[samefivealbums]

[Dean wasn't nearly as opposed to documentaries as she pretended to be, but she still gave the requisite eye-roll at the choice. It was expected.] So I see. [She stuck her tongue out at him, then turned back to her dinner. It was just as good as lunch.]

[onlytobenormal]

[He gave her a playful nudge at the eye-roll.] Don't complain, dude. [He grabbed his own sandwich to start eating it. Definitely good.]

[samefivealbums]

If I stopped complaining about your crappy taste in TV, you'd think there was something wrong with me. [She pointed out. Then she wiggled in more comfortably at his side and went to work finishing dinner. By the time she was done, she was pleasantly full and a little drowsy. She rested her head on his shoulder and peered at the TV, not really paying the slightest bit of attention to it.]

[onlytobenormal]

My taste is not crappy, but yeah, it'd be weird if you didn't complain some about it. [By the time both of them were finished eating and settled, he noticed how she'd drowsily curled in against him. He smiled.]

Hey, want to go get in bed?

[samefivealbums]

Your taste is totally crappy. [She mumbled, eyes closed as she leaned into him. His question got her eyes open again and she looked up at him.] you ready for bed? Wanna watch this?

[onlytobenormal]

You really want to argue about whether or not I have crappy taste in things? [He asked, arching a brow at her.] I'm fine going to bed, Dean. [Otherwise, they'd probably fall asleep here... not that he minded it that much.]

[samefivealbums]

Everything except sex. [She smiled a little, eyes still closed. Bed sounded good, though. Warm with plenty of space to stretch out.] Mmm'kay, bedtime.

[onlytobenormal]

[He pulled a face at that. That was totally not true. Well- he thought he must have good taste in sex if Dean was that happy, but definitely not just in.] Yeah, well... you have bad taste, Dean. [He started to pull away, reaching out to muss her hair, just to be that little more irritating as he got to his feet.] C'mon, Dean.

[He started for the bedroom, stripping out of his clothes and not bothering to change into anything else when he was down to his boxers.]

[samefivealbums]

Nah, I taste awesome. [She ducked her head at the ruffling, opening her eyes to glower at her brother. Brat. She got to her feet and followed him into the bedroom, tossing off the dress she was wearing and climbing into bed without bothering with clothes at all.]