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[onlytobenormal]

[When Sam finally started to stir, he really wished he hadn't. He really had the mother of all hangovers here - his head was throbbing and god, everything felt horrible. His memory of last night was pretty hazy too, to boot. He did realize pretty quick off the bat that he'd been sleeping on Dean, tangled up in him.] Dean?

[Much as his body felt sluggish and heavy still, the minute he realized they were naked, he gave a jolt away from Dean, memories hazily filtering back in. Bits and pieces at least and he wasn't sure if his stomach did a flip because of some of the stuff he recalled or because of the hangover.] Dean! You... you need to wake up.

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[onlytobenormal]

Oh, yeah. I feel the love, Dean. [He grinned a little.] But guess it's a good thing I'm not asking you to give it up, huh?

[samefivealbums]

Not yet, you don't. I'll make sure you feel the love after breakfast. [He gave Sam a lecherous look topped off with a smug grin.]

And I appreciate you leaving me my coffee. I'd give it up, but it would suck out loud.

[onlytobenormal]

Already got your second wind, huh? [He shook his head.]

See? Love you too much to make you give up your coffee, dude.

[samefivealbums]

Absolutely. [He wasn't actually sure he'd ever gotten the first wind, but he'd sure give it the old college try.]

You're a kind and benevolent master. I'll make sure not to starch your underwear when I wash them, just for that.

[onlytobenormal]

So, what are you planning for after breakfast then?

You can handle the dishes too, man.