Sam Winchester (
onlytobenormal) wrote2011-09-27 02:13 pm
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(Continued from sws)
[As soon as they'd both got in the car, Sam was making his way towards the nearest clothing store he could think of. They needed to get Dean some seriously more appropriate clothes here soon. Though the thought of panty or bra shopping with Dean? A little bit awkward.]
[He was strangely more interested about the possible month with his brother than he thought he would've been before... Dean had come up. It was good to have his brother back in some way than when he'd first left for college. Still not something he wanted to think about and he didn't want to dwell on that bad blood, especially right now.]
So... how's it feel anyway? Waking up in a different body?
[As soon as they'd both got in the car, Sam was making his way towards the nearest clothing store he could think of. They needed to get Dean some seriously more appropriate clothes here soon. Though the thought of panty or bra shopping with Dean? A little bit awkward.]
[He was strangely more interested about the possible month with his brother than he thought he would've been before... Dean had come up. It was good to have his brother back in some way than when he'd first left for college. Still not something he wanted to think about and he didn't want to dwell on that bad blood, especially right now.]
So... how's it feel anyway? Waking up in a different body?
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[As soon as hey reached their floor, he grabbed her hand to lead the way to his door.] Come on.
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But, that's all collateral. I'm asking you, what do you want?
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[He shrugged.] It'd be nice, Dean... I mean, of course I'd want it, but... [He didn't think Dean actually- had it in him to stand up to Dad like that. He'd take any order from that man, always had.] Don't make things harder on yourself, dude.
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[God, he didn't have faith it was going to happen, he really didn't... and he felt bad for that, wished he could believe it... but whatever. Sam was probably messing things up, but- crap, couldn't feel worse than this or mess it up that much more, right? Slowly he drew away to meet her eyes.] Do it. Stay. If you were really offering it and if you're really sure, Dean. I told you... I want it.
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[She leaned up and kissed him hard, holding on tight. This, she could still reliably do.]
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[But then she decided to lean up and kiss him like that... and all he could do was respond with equal force. He pressed her back to the shower wall, pressing his body hard up against hers for the contact, just to feel Dean close.]
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