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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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My hero. [She grinned and wrapped her arms around him, leaning against his chest while he washed her back. Of course she had to show it off! It was one of her favorite joys in life to tease Sam in public.]

Don't be a jerk. [He smiled slightly, leaning in to kiss her, his hands dippling a little lower on her back.] Mm, gotta see what this suit of yours is anyway.

I'm not being a jerk! [She pouted at him before he kissed her.] You won't like it. People will stare.

Just because I don't like people staring doesn't mean I don't like your clothes, dude... It's just- weird. I mean, kinda used to girls looking at you all the time, but seeing guys all over my- sister? Over someone I'm with? You know, it's just something I'll have to get used to. [He tipped his forehead to hers.] Also, your back's done.

I know, I know. I'll try to tone it down. I just like the attention, sometimes. Makes me feel good. Besides... not like anybody but you actually gets to get close. [She smiled and kissed him lightly before she turned to reach for the soap.] My turn.

I know you're not going to do anything with someone else, Dean... [He sighed out softly, letting her take the soap to wash him.] You- do whatever you want. [He'd learn to deal with it- same as he did when it happened with Dean as a guy. Besides, it was right. She was going home with him, no matter what.]

[She frowned a little as she took the soap and started to scrub Sam down. That sigh and the look on his face made her feel bad. She nibbled on her bottom lip as she moved her hands over his skin.] Actually, we could just stay in. I think there's a Twilight Zone marathon on the Sci-Fi channel sometime today.

[He shook his head, offering up a smile as he tipped Dean's face towards his.] No... let's go out. [He leaned in, pressing his lips to hers.] Besides, dude, how many times can you sit and watch Twilight Zone? Sure you've seen every episode like, four times by now. At least.

[Dean leaned up into the kiss.] Doesn't have to be Twilight Zone. You've got movies, too, and I'm sure there's a rental place around here somewhere.

Dean- [He tipped his forehead against hers.] I said let's go out, dude. Don't be stubborn.

I'm not being stubborn. [She pulled back a little and stared down at her feet, frowning.] I bought the suit because it was skimpy and would make people look, but I didn't realize it would bother you that much. Now I know, so I'd feel bad wearing it.

[She shrugged.] Or, I guess, we'll go and I'll wear something else. [Lots of people wear shorts and t-shirts to the beach.]

Dean, it's fine. I said to wear whatever you want. [He was frowning a little bit now, straightening up.] I'll get used to it.

You're not going to just wear something else either.

I don't understand why you're getting upset with me. [She glanced up at him, a little bit of pleading in her expression.] I'm trying to not make you uncomfortable. You can get used to things, but that doesn't mean you should have to...

Dean- [Okay, that look on that face? It got him to pause and take a deep breath to try and calm down.] C'mon, don't- give me that look. You were looking forward to this and I didn't want to ruin it. Look, you're hot. People are going to look... and- you're still going to go with me. It doesn't matter what you wear, okay?

[She couldn't help the look. It was a little scary to her when he was mad and she couldn't figure out why. Usually when she screwed something up, there was a pretty clear picture of what had gone wrong. This time, she'd been completely lost. The more she thought she was doing the 'right' thing, the more upset he seemed to get.]

[She chewed on her lip and nodded slowly.] Alright. We'll go.

Thank you. [And yeah, he still felt bad for making her look like that. Crap. He didn't want to go through the day awkward--he... wanted them to have fun. He really did. He leaned in, pressing his lips to hers lightly, bringing a hand up to rest on her face.]

[Best bet here? He was hoping the affection would ease Dean up a bit and a day out at the beach'd set her nerves at ease.] Love you, Dean.

[Kissing always helped a little. Nobody was mad when they were kissing. Her hands came up to rest on his chest and she smiled a little when he spoke.] I love you, too, Sammy.

I know you do. [There, Dean was smiling and so was he now, tipping his forehead back towards hers, nudging against her affectionately.] Still think you got even smaller, dude. It's kinda cute. [Or maybe she just looked smaller without all the muscle, but. It was funny.]

I feel tiny. [She grumbled, turning her head to rub her cheek against his. Her arms came up around his shoulders.] At least I get to be cute out of it, I guess...

[His own arms settled around her, tugging her in closer and just enjoying the press of her body against his.] You are pretty cute, dude. [She'd be a lot of guys' type. But he shrugged that off, rubbing a hand up her back, kissing along her jawline affectionately.] We should get out, you know.

Like a poodle? [She asked, still a little off balance, but she felt better when Sam was smiling and kissing her. It would be okay. She wiggled into his touches and let her tension melt under his hands and the warm water spray.] Mmmm, yeah, we should. I'll turn off the water if you wanna grab towels.

Not like a dog, Dean. [He snorted and slowly pulled away, going to step out of the shower and grab them both a couple towels.]

[She turned off the water and took the towel he handed her as she stepped out. Drying off took so much longer with long hair. She didn't know how Sam did it all these years. It was kind of annoying.]

[Once she was dry, she dropped the towel and wandered into the bedroom to dig her bikini and clothes for the day out of her bags.]

[He followed her into the bedroom to gather his own things, unable to resist peering over his shoulders as she got her things out of her bags..]

No peeking. [She pushed her things back into one of the shopping bags and carried it into the bathroom. After all the fuss over the suit, she'd better make it good, huh?]

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