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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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[Sam stuck close because, well, Dean looked good right now and he'd already seen her getting some attention. Totally not ready to see her potentially hit on by anyone. When they got to the bar, he ordered them a couple beers.] So, uh, what do you want to do next?

[She picked up her beer and leaned against the bar, smiling at Sam. Poor guy looked so uncomfortable.] We could sit somewhere if you want? Or give dancing a shot? [In all fairness, Dean was plenty graceful enough to dance before she was a she. It was just a matter of self-consciousness then. Maybe tonight they'd be daring?]

Dancing? Can you even dance? [He flashed a teasing look at the other.] Let's finish the beers first.

Mean. [She gave a mock pout and leaned up to kiss his cheek before she slid onto a bar stool. She turned so she was half facing Sam and half looking out over the club.] I can dance a little.

I'm not mean. [He protested, smiling at the kiss as he joined her at the bar.] I do kind of want to see you dance though.

You do? Why? Think it's gonna be funny? [She grinned. Her foot slipped over to rub against his ankle.]

Well... yeah, maybe a little. [Dean trying to dance? As a chick? Sounded like it was going to be amusing at least. He smiled as the other rubbed her foot against his ankle, leaning a little further in towards her, reaching his hand to take hers.]

You're gonna be dancing with me, you know. [She grinned and laced their fingers together, squeezing his hand lightly. She grinned.] Otherwise, somebody might steal me off the dance floor.

[He snorted at that, rolling his eyes. But yeah, it wasn't like he was going to let her out of his sight, not if he could help it.] ... Okay, whatever, dude.

You roll your eyes at me a lot. [She grumbled, taking a drink from her beer bottle.] I guess you don't have to dance with me. I just thought it might be fun to cuddle up on the dance floor.

I do not. [Maybe he did. But hey, it was a little brother privilege... and one he used a lot.] I said I would, dude.

Mmmhmmm. [She rubbed her thumb against the back of his hand. Rotten little brothers. Good thing he was cute. And hot. And sweet.] I won't laugh at you if you don't laugh at me.

Yeah, it's a deal. [He went to take a couple more drinks from his beer, finishing it off.]

[Dean finished hers off shortly after Sam. She set the bottle on the bar and leaned over to kiss the corner of his mouth softly.] Having fun yet? [She smiled, brushing her cheek against his as she pulled back.]

[He smiled a little at the kiss.] Mmhm. You? [It was nice being out like this, being able to steal these little touches.]

Yep. [She smiled, scooting off her bar stool to stand by Sam. She took both his hands and tugged him gently.] C'mon. Remember. No laughing.

[Dean pulled him out onto the dance floor and wrapped her arms around him, getting in close.]

Can't believe you're actually making me do this, dude. [He was totally not a dancer. Half of him wanted to suggest they forget and... god, he didn't know. Hit up a bar somewhere, play some pool. Those were things Dean liked even more.]

[Except here he was, dragged out on the dance floor with Dean wrapping her arms around him, pressing in close and... okay, that wasn't bad. He smiled a little at her.]

It won't hurt. [She teased, smiling back up at him. Yeah, it wasn't the coolest she'd ever looked, but it was kind of fun. The music was decent and she swayed in time with it, holding onto her brother. It as actually really good.]

[That got yet another eyeroll, but he was smiling a little. But it was hard not to enjoy the way Dean swayed against him, how close they were... His hands went to rest on her waist as he leaned in, lips grazing over hers.] Enjoying yourself, huh?

Maybe a little. [She smiled at the kiss, leaning up a little to capture a second one before he pulled away. She pressed up tight against him, enjoying the feel of his body moving with hers.] You having any fun?

[God, he always loved the way Dean felt against him and it was even better like this... knowing anyone looking wasn't thinking anything. At least nothing bad at least.] Yeah... [He let his eyes drift between them, watching Dean's movements.] You really do look good tonight, you know?

You do, too. I like being out with you like this. [She might be blushing a little at the compliment. Out of the corner of her eye, she was watching other couples, trying to mimic what other girls were doing. It wasn't difficult. Fun even. She'd just never done it before and felt a little self-conscious moving on Sam like that. He'd better not laugh.]

[He laughed a little, but not because she was that bad--she actually wasn't all that bad, surprisingly, but... he just couldn't quite believe what he was doing here. Damn. He watched her move, taking a look around them, at the other couples as he pressed a little bit closer to her, his hand trailing up her back slowly.] Mmm, yeah, it's nice, Dean.

[She reached a hand up and trailed a finger over his lips.] Shhh. Amy. [She grinned at him, leaning up to press a kiss where her finger had been.]

[He pulled a face at the slip--dammit. Of all the times to slip up-]

[Not that he even got a chance to correct himself with Dean leaning up to kiss him like that and he leaned in to return it.]

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