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[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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You're a pervert, dude. [And yeah, Sam was once again thinking he was in way over his head. He kind of liked it though. He'd just had a weekend of fantastic sex... he'd worry about the rest later, when he was alone.] It's a good thing we aren't together all the time anymore or we'd never leave the bed at this rate.

[Throwing away his trash, he went to do as the other asked and gather up all his dirty laundry.] Here, got it all, man.

It's only perverted if I'm doing something offensive and you haven't told me you don't like me dirty talking, yet, therefore I'm not a pervert.

[Dean piled the laundry, the soap, and everything else he needed by the door. Then he cornered Sam up against a wall for a long kiss.] See ya in a little while? Come get me if you finish before I do.

[Okay, so he liked hearing Dean talk dirty, he couldn't deny that. That did not mean he wasn't a pervert still though, even thinking about half the things he wanted to do, but... they were both perverts for doing this anyway.]

[It was hard to care when Dean had him backed up against a wall, kissing him like that. He gave an approving hum into the kiss, returning it slowly, his arms coming loosely around his brother's shoulders.] Dude, are you trying to make it harder to let you out the door or what?

I'm always trying to make things hard, Sammy. [Okay, maybe he was a little bit of a pervert. He grinned, kissed Sam again, then reluctantly released him.] Get to work, dude. I want several hours of your undivided attention later.

Don't lock me out. [Dean winked and stooped to grab up the clothes to wash.]

Several hours? [He shook his head.] You're going to kill me, Dean. But yeah, all yours later.

[He pushed away from the wall, giving a backwards wave to Dean as he went to get some of his books. Had a reason to rush and get it finished now.]

[Dean found the laundry room with relatively little trouble. There was no one else in there, which was a good thing, since he still had a mess of visible hickeys on his neck. Also, he could use a bunch of washers at once and get it done more quickly.]

[He didn't much care about sorting, so he tossed all his clothes in one washer. He made an effort to sort Sam's, separating them into different loads. All together, he used up four washers.]

[While the laundry was going, he pulled a muscle car magazine from his bag and climbed up to sit cross-legged on one machine. After a few minutes, a thought struck him and he slipped his phone out of his pocket, tossing off a quick text to his brother.]

Study harder!!

[And Sam was buried in a book when he heard his cell going off. He reached over to grab it, smirking a little to himself when he read the text.]

I'm studying as quick as I can. Are you that bored there?

The washing machine is looking at me funny! D:

dude, how old are you?

You love me. no, wait. You <3 me.

Are you having fun? How long do you think you'll be anyway?

No. There's no one to grope down here. :( Probably 45 minutes or so.

So, I don't know, think about what you're going to do when you get back. I'll be finished first, I think.

Already am. It involves licking. Does that help? :D You gonna come rescue me when you're done?

A little. It's a good start. I don't know yet. I might just be waiting for you when you get in the door.

... that sounded dirty, Sammy. Will you be waiting naked?

Or maybe you just have a dirty mind. You'd like that wouldn't you? Where would you want me waiting? Bed, couch?

Hell yeah I'd like that. Couch, definitely. We're not done testing those springs yet.

Fine, I can do the couch, if you give me a little more incentive. What's the next test going to be? Should I expect texts like this a lot when you leave, Dean?

I believe you requested to top me from the bottom, didn't you? :D Probably. This is pretty tame in comparison, though. By then I'll be really lonely.

You know, that is not a sexy smiley face, right? But I like that idea. Just don't start sending me pics or something in class, dude.

No, it's an enthusiastic smiley with a wide open mouth. <3 I hadn't thought about pics! Thanks for the idea!

You're a dork. Dean! Don't you dare.

I'm a dorkable. o:) <--- look. I'm innocent, too. Wash done! On to dryers! I didn't even starch your undies.

You're still not funny, dude. Some things never change. On my last chapter now. If you shrink or ruin my clothes, I'm not going to get naked for you for a long time.

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