clothes shopping! for samefivealbums

[onlytobenormal]

_{(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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[onlytobenormal]

Shut up. [He gave a playful smile, tangling their fingers together as they made their way out.] Hm, I'll have to think up something good, huh?

[samefivealbums]

You should. 'Cause otherwise, all I can think of right off the top of my head is loser gets a spanking. [She grinned at him as they headed out the door toward the Impala.]

[onlytobenormal]

Something tells me you'd like the spanking thing way too much, Dean. [He had to let her hand go when they got to the car so they could get inside.]

[samefivealbums]

Wouldn't know. Never tried it, actually. [She shrugged as she climbed into the passenger's seat and settled in for the trip. However long it might be.]

[onlytobenormal]

Seriously? With no one? [It wasn't often they found something Dean hadn't tried... so, pardon the disbelief.

[samefivealbums]

Nope. [She shrugged. There'd be a little bit of a mental roadblock there. Something about it had always made her a little uncomfortable, particularly since the majority of her sex experience came from one night stands and Dean was one big bundle of trust issues to begin with.] Have you?

[onlytobenormal]

No... [He shrugged, eyes focused on the road as he headed towards the nearest bar.] Guess I've never really thought about doing that one.

[samefivealbums]

Just curious. [She reached over and rested a hand on his leg, just to touch him.] Seems common enough. I was asked a couple times. [She shrugged.]

[onlytobenormal]

[Slowly his hand covered hers.] Yeah? You didn't want to do it? [A pause and he gave her a curious look.] Anything- you know, you wouldn't want to do? [Everyone had their limits, right? And Sam thought maybe it'd be useful information to have, if Dean had something he wouldn't do, ever.]

[samefivealbums]

At those times? With those people? No. There was something in the way it was brought up... [She shrugged, trying to find good words for it.] I was pretty sure it wasn't meant to be something that was fun for me. I've met some skeevy people, in retrospect.

[His question made her pause to think again.] I doubt anything I'd object to would be something you'd wanna do. Mostly I stay away from humiliating stuff and genuinely hurting people. Stuff like that.

[onlytobenormal]

You do know how to pick them, Dean. [He gave her a look.]

Mm, alright. Guess that's good to know.

[samefivealbums]

I didn't tell you that so you could look at me like I'm a... [She took her hand back and looked away from him, staring out the window.] Whatever. Are we there yet? I want a drink.

[onlytobenormal]

Dean... [He looked over at her curiously when she took her hand back and looked away... he hadn't exactly meant anything by it. He hesitated a moment before nodding] Uh- yeah. Almost there. Right up there. [It wasn't long before he was pulling in and parking.]

[samefivealbums]

Good. [She climbed out of the car once it stopped and stood by the front to wait for him. Much as she'd love to march in and order a drink, he had all the money and IDs.]

[onlytobenormal]

[He followed her quietly... into the bar, not really in the mood to drink anymore right now, but he figured he should let her cool down a little before asking what was going on.]

[samefivealbums]

[She flashed a dazzling smile at the bartender and asked for a double whiskey, looking around for an open pool table while he poured it. There was one near the back that was decently lit. Good enough. Man, she was a little over-dressed for this place, too.]

[onlytobenormal]

[Sam ordered a beer as he settled in next to her, arching a brow at her.] Dude, seriously? Thought you weren't going to drink.

[samefivealbums]

Changed my mind. [She shrugged and reached for the glass when it appeared by her elbow.] There's a table open. Decided on stakes?

[onlytobenormal]

I, uh... [He got a little distracted, actually, with Dean's sudden mood change.] how about the same as last time? Kind of includes anything we might want to do...

[samefivealbums]

Sounds fine. Let's go. [She took a sip from her glass, heading for the table she'd spotted. It really wasn't a good idea for her to drink too much, so she'd try to keep it slow.]

[onlytobenormal]

[He followed her, arching a brow.] So, are we going to talk about what pissed you off or are we doing the thing where you just try to drink it away, dude?

[samefivealbums]

Just hurt, not pissed off. You're not in trouble. [Stupid girly feelings. The whiskey would drown it out soon enough. She grabbed a rack and started racking up the balls.] Who's going to break?

[onlytobenormal]

Okay, are we going to talk about what- hurt you then? You know... I didn't mean anything, right? [He let out a sigh, shrugging.] You can.

[samefivealbums]

[She finished racking the balls and selected a pool cue, standing by the end of the table and bending to line up the breaking shot.] I know you probably didn't, but you've got this look you get sometimes... I don't know if you know you're doing it or if it's like a reflex. Like you can't believe what a dumb whore I used to be. I'm never ashamed of myself until you're looking at me like that. [She broke the balls with more force than strictly necessary. Scowled at them when nothing sank.] Your shot.

[onlytobenormal]

Dude... [He paused, eyes going wide at her words.] That's not- I never... That's not what I thought. Sometimes I think you're a little... unbelievable, but... [He didn't know what to say and maybe a bar wasn't exactly the place to be having this conversation. Cue in hand though, he went to take his shot.]