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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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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?]

Alright, sorry. [He held up his hands, smiling a little bit to himself. After he was dressed and while she changed, he decided to go pack a few things for them to take with them--and yeah, sunblock was one of them. Dean got kinda bitchy when he got sunburned after all.]

[Dean would get more than just kinda bitchy if she got sunburned. That shit sucked. And it would hinder sex something awful.]

[She emerged a few minutes later with her hair pulled back and wearing a pair of denim shorts and a tank top. She peered over at Sam's assortment.] What'cha packing, Sammy?

Sunblock, towels, a book... [He looked over smiling a little.] Anything you wanna bring, Dean?

Beeeeer. [She poked him lightly in the shoulder and grinned.] Maybe a radio? Or, I dunno, some beachy toy of some kind? Got a volleyball or Frisbee? Something I can kick your ass at. [She grinned.]

Beer. How could I forget? [He smiled.] Yeah, should have a volleyball somewhere, I think. Go check my closet, would you? I'll get the radio and the cooler ready.

'Kay. [She smiled and leaned up to kiss him quick, then wandered off to the bedroom in search of a volleyball. It didn't take long to find. Sam's borderline OCD kept everything clean and tidy. She emerged victorious, tossing the ball back and forth between her hands.] Taa-daa!

[When she got back, he offered a smile.] Alright... guess that means we're good to go, huh? So, who's driving today?

I'll drive, you navigate. My baby's gonna think I abandoned her if I don't show some love now and then. [She perked up and grinned big.] Hey, look, Sammy! My car's a lesbian now.

Yeah, okay. [He paused, pulling a face at that.] Dude, c'mon. Seriously? [He shrugged, teasing.] You sure you and the car don't need some, uh, alone time together? Don't want her to be jealous.

Nah, she knows you're the only one I'm putting out for these days. [Dean grinned and tucked the volleyball under one arm, reaching out with the other.] Gimmie something to carry and let's roll.

[He snorted.] Sure she isn't jealous? I'd share you with the car, dude. Wouldn't want you to give up something you've had going for years. [Giving a teasing smile, he passed over the bag that had their towels and all that kinda stuff in it and went to get the door for them both.]

Aww, you're so generous, Sammy. Maybe later when we;re parked somewhere, you can have me up against the dash board or the steering wheel, so she doesn't feel left out. [She winked at him as she passed him and headed out to the elevator.]

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