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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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Aww, c'mon dude. We made that Barista's year. She totally gets hot thinking about us. [He kissed Sam back lightly, bumping his forehead against Sam's after the kiss ended.] Sorry? I was thinking about you most of the day, if that helps?

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Dude... That - doesn't help. At all. I don't think I want to know what that Barista was thinking. Or is thinking. [He gave a small smile.] Mm, well, even if it didn't help, still good to know.

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Prude. [Dean teased him, nuzzling his jaw lightly.] You still wanna go out for dinner?

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I am not a prude. [He nodded slowly at the question though, looking over.] Yeah, I would. You still up for it?

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[He laughed softly at Sam's protest, then nodded.] Ready, willing, and able. Just let me change into something I didn't sleep in and maybe get a cup of coffee in me before we go.

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Yeah, okay. [he stretched out lazily, arms above his head.] Just let me know when you're ready, Dean. You get to choose what we do after dinner, if you want since it's your last day here, man.

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[Unable to resist the opportunity, Dean pounced on Sam while he was all stretched out and kissed him thoroughly. Then he pulled back and smiled.] Awake now. Gimmie ten.

[He practically bounced out of bed to change clothes.]

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[He let out a grunt when the other decided to pounce on him, but he couldn't exactly protest that kiss, giving a soft, pleased hum into it.] Okay, Dean.

[He was smiling when he sat up, couldn't help it.]

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[Dean pulled on a clean pair of jeans and a collared shirt, hiding as much of the marking on his neck as he could. Then he wandered into the kitchen for another cup of coffee. A little caffeine to the brain was just what the doctor ordered.]

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How many cups have you had anyway, dude? [He stepped into the kitchen soon after the other, going to lean against the counter. He couldn't resist reaching out, tracing one of the marks still poking out from behind the collar. Might have had a little thrill going through him at the thought that it'd be a little visible. No one would know it was him who'd left it anyway.]

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Three, including this one. I didn't last long after my shopping trip. Zonked out shortly after I got back. [He leaned into Sam's touch, smiling at the jolt he got from it. It pleased him to no end that Sam enjoyed them as much as he did.] Careful. I might decide I'd rather defile your kitchen than go to dinner.

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Dude. [He withdrew his hand at that, pulling a face.] We have to eat at some point, you know. Sex alone isn't enough. So keep it in your pants until we get back at least.

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You always get so exasperated with me, Sammy. [He stepped into Sam's space and kissed him lightly, coffee still on his lips.] Sometimes I'm kidding.

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[He leaned in at the kiss, bringing up a hand to rest against the other's face.] Dude, we've spent the last two days having constant sex more or less... can't blame me for thinking you'd want to go a third.

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Guess you're right about that. [He set the coffee mug aside and kissed Sam again.] Really do wanna go out, though. Promise. C'mon, let's go.

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Right behind you, Dean. [He paused to grab his jacket and then went to get the door for them, locking up after Dean had stepped out.]

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[Dean grabbed his jacket and keys on the way out. He paused outside the apartment and eyed Sam thoughtfully.] You gonna want to drive again?

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Dude, I don't think you've ever offered to let me drive this much... seriously. But if you're sure... [He held out his hand.]

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You better enjoy it while it lasts. Will be a while before you see her again when I leave. [He dropped the keys in Sam's hand and went to push the elevator button. It was kind of a relief that his brother didn't actually ask after the reasons for the sudden generosity with his car. He'd been plenty girly lately, already.]

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[He snorted, pocketing the keys as he stepped on the elevator.] Yeah, okay, Dean. [He wasn't really quite as attached to that car as Dean was... but then again, no one could be as in love with a car as Dean, but it was kind of cool he was being trusted with it this much.] So, what are you in the mood to eat anyway?

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[Inside the elevator, he leaned against Sam's shoulder and watched the floor numbers descend.] Red meat, man. Find me a good steak or a burger somewhere. Gotta keep up my strength. [He grinned.]

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Alright... I think I know a place. [He pressed a little further into the other himself, giving him a light nudge with his elbow.] Think we both need to get our strength back after the weekend we've had.

[When they'd reached their floor, Sam was pulling away and heading out to the car.]

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We might have to go back to those Flintstone's vitamins. [He grinned playfully and followed Sam out of the elevator and the building. The Impala was parked in the same spot he'd used all weekend. He patted her hood fondly as he walked around to the passenger's seat and slid in.]

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Yeah, I don't think even that'd help. [He went to slide in the driver's side. The diner he thought of wasn't all that far, really. He paused, giving Dean a look.] Now I'm kind of hungry, so don't expect anything to happen in the parking lot of this place, dude.

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[Dean shot back a perfectly innocent look.] I'll just remind you whose hand started groping who in the coffee place parking lot. Hint: It wasn't my hand.