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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?

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[he snorted when she sat up to get out of the rest of her clothes, running his fingertips lazily up her back while she was bent over like that.] It was pretty fun, yeah. [And when she got them off, he was pulling her right back down against him.]

[Once she was free of the lace, she let him pull her back down. She tangled her legs with his and buried her face against his chest, soaking up the warmth from his body and enjoying having him so close and affectionate.] Be more fun tomorrow, promise. Got plans for you.

Huh. [He arched a brow.] Should I be worried?

Only if you're not into lots of hot sex? [She peeked up at him and grinned.] Just to be safe, though, I'd check your phone in private during the day.

I don't have anything against sex, Dean. [Not when it was with him, apparently.] I'll keep that in mind though.

Good. [She leaned up and kissed him softly.] Night, Sammy.

yeah... good night, Dean. [he smiled softly, shifting onto his side, keeping his arm around her comfortably as he settled into sleep.]

Night. Love you. [She smiled and curled up close. She fell asleep with a smile on her lips. Her dreams were all about phone calls and couch encounters.]

Love you too. [He curled up just as close and soon, he was out and yeah, his dreams were pretty pleasant. Extremely pleasant and it felt like the alarm went off way too soon for his liking the next day. With a protesting little groan, he reached to turn the damn thing off and get up.]

[Dean made a protesting, whiny noise when Sam started to get up. She tightened her arms around him and snuggled in close. Didn't want to lose her cozy bed warmer!]

[There was a sigh then because God, how much he wanted to flop back over and sleep the day away. He couldn't exactly do that though...] Dean, hey, come on... gotta get up, dude.

[He did shift, leaning back over to press a kiss to her forehead.] it's late.

Mmmmm.... damnit. Comfy. [She smiled at the kiss, though. Her eyes opened and she loosened her hold on him.] Y'want me to get breakfast going while you get your shower?

I know. [He smiled a little more.] Just something easy's fine, Dean... toast or something. Not that hungry. [And reluctantly, he pulled away to go shower]

Mmm'kay. [She yawned and stretched. Then slowly pulled herself out of bed to grab a shirt to put on and headed for the kitchen.]

[He hurried quick in the shower, coming out soon fully dressed and brushing fingers through his damp hair to keep it out of his face as he made his way off to the kitchen.]

[And like he was starting to get used to, he moved to steal a quick kiss.] Morning, Dean.

Mornin'. [She smiled into the kiss and handed him a small plate of toast. There was butter, raspberry jelly, and peanut butter on the table to choose from if he decided he wanted something on it.] What time are your classes over today?

Around the same time as yesterday. [He reached for the butter to put some on his toast, shrugging.] I'll give you a call when I'm heading home, if you want.

Sounds good. [She sat down opposite him and spread some peanut butter on another slice of toast.] Tonight's the club, right?

Yeah, if you still want to go. [He smiled a little.]

I still want to go. [She gave him a reassuring smile. It would be fun and she kind of liked playing off the girlfriend angle while they could get away with it.] Just making sure, so I can find something nice to wear. Make you look good. [She winked at him.]

[He smiled a little at that, leaning forward on the table a little.] Well, that's not gonna be hard, Dean. Weird as it is to say, you look really good like this.

In just a shirt? [She teased, then smiled softer.] Thanks, Sammy. I mean, I don't know that I'd be cool with the idea of being a chick forever, but... being here like this? With you? It seems pretty good. I might actually miss this one day, when it wears off.

Well--you'd be getting some attention, I bet, but not the kind I'd want you getting. [Seeing guys trying to hit on his 'sister' was not exactly something he was comfortable with... not that liked people flirting with his brother as a guy either, but that- he was pretty damn used to by now. He smiled softer at that.]

I'm- glad, Dean. I know it can't be easy- getting changed like that, but I'm glad I can help you some way at least, you know? And it's just- kinda nice having you around again, like this.

I wouldn't do that to you. I want you to be proud of me. [She nudged him gently under the table with her foot.]

You do help. A lot. I like being here. I like being with you.

Dude... [He grinned, getting to his feet now that he was done with his toast and leaned over, pressing his lips to her forehead.] Know you will tonight, alright? [What could really go wrong? Knew Dean definitely knew better than to bring up anything too weird. He was trusting him here.]

I like you here too, man... And- I'll see you later, okay?

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