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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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[She didn't mind a bit. Curled right up to his side and leaned in, arm going around his waist and her hand sliding into his far back pocket. Loved that she could make little possessive gestures like that in public and no one would care.]

[In the elevator, she leaned up to kiss him on the lips lightly.]

What was that for? [Didn't stop him from returning the kiss though, leaning in an letting it linger a little longer.]

Why not? I like kissing you. [She smiled up at him and rubbed her cheek against his chest.] I plan to do it a lot.

[He smiled a little it, reaching up to ruffle her hair.] Dude, you're totally acting like a sappy girlfriend. [He leaned in to kiss the top of her head though.] Sounds like a good plan to me though.

[Dean pouted, reaching over to pinch Sam.] You don't like it? I can stop.

_{[He made a noise at the pinching, pulling a face. Yeah, still the same Dean as always, even in this body.]} I think I'll take you being all sappy and clingy over pinching me, dude.

I'm clingy? [Her jaw dropped in astonishment and she took an awkward step back to put some space between them. Thinking about it in that context, she could definitely see it, too. Holy god, she'd turned into one of those girls.]

[Her arms hung awkwardly at her sides and she felt her face burning. Even so, she managed a weak version of her old cocky smile.] I was just messing with you.

I-- [He'd been about to tell her he'd been joking-- to relax, but she was giving him this look like she'd just seen somebody sprout an extra head in front of her..]

[Then she was blushing hard and putting space between them.] You were just messing with me? [He repeated the words with a smile. Yeah, that was the lamest thing he'd ever heard.] Well... just so you know, I kind of like it when you're grabbing me and kissing me.

[He'd like it even if Dean was a guy if, you know, the whole brother thing wasn't such a factor.]

[His smile made her blush harder. She could tell he was laughing at her.]

[Her fingers picked at the seam of her dress for something to do as she watched the lights tick off the floors to the ground floor. The doors opened and she had an insane moment of wishing she could go back upstairs and put on some jeans or something.]

[She shook it off and flashed him a small smile, not looking too closely at him, then stepped off the elevator.] Time's a'wastin'.

[It was just kinda... cute to see her blushing like that. Dean blushing. He followed her off the elevator and to the Impala--figured the embarrassment would fade sooner or later and she'd look at him properly again.] You gonna drive or me?

You. I don't have my ID. [Or anything else. She bit down on another stab of embarrassment and slid into the passenger's seat, curling her legs underneath herself and staying close to the door.]

Alright... [He went to settle in the driver's seat, starting it up when they were both in. He arched a brow when she didn't scoot over against him like she usually did... okay, that he kinda missed. Now he did kind of feel bad for the teasing. But right now, he was just going to focus on the driving.]

[Dean missed it too, which she figured was probably a sign of the problem. She fidgeted a little, picking at the hem of her dress and having a loud, angry internal argument with herself about what was appropriate levels of 'shit I can get away with as a girl' and what wasn't. One day, she was going to be a dude again and couldn't continue to do all this stuff she was getting used to.]

Dude... [He gave her a look after a bit of silence and her fidgeting restlessly in her seat.] You know-- I was just joking, right? About the, uh... clinginess and everything. I really-- don't mind.

Mmm? [Dean was pulled out of her thoughts when Sam started talking. She glanced over, a little hesitantly.] I don't... I don't wanna be clingy. I just thought I was being, y'know, affectionate... but I'm not real good at it.

Dean... you're not really being clingy, dude. [He was reaching over with his free hand to try and take hers.] I know what you were trying to do while we can get away with it, okay?

[She let his take her hand, twining her fingers with his.] Just... you'll tell me if I get weird or something, right?

Weird? [He gave her hand a squeeze, tugging it to try and get her closer.] You're not weird, Dean, don't worry. Well-- no weirder than usual. [He tried for a more playful look at that.]

[After a minute, she gave into the tugging and shifted across the seat to sit by him. Let go of his hand and tucked herself in under his arm, against his side. Managed to smile a little at the teasing. She'd probably shake off the weird feeling before they reach the Bay.]

[She shrugged a little, resting her cheek against his shoulder.] I like being close to you.

[There, that was better. He gave a satisfied noise and curled his arm around her as they drove.] I know you do, Dean.

[He gave her a squeeze.] You know I like it too, right?

Yeah, I know you do. [Her hand stroked down his chest lightly, enjoying the touch. Really was like some kind of addiction. She was twitchy and uncomfortable when she wasn't touching him. Having Sam close made everything seem right with the world.]

[He sighed at the touch, his own thumb brushing over her shoulder. Honestly, he liked having Dean close, loved being able to make the most of their time like this because... well, he knew as soon as the curse was over with, he was heading out again.] Good. Then don't worry about it anymore, dude.

Alright. I'll try. [She closed her eyes and leaned into him a little more, soaking up the warmth from his body. Kissed the side of his neck softly and sighed.]

[He smiled at the kiss, tightening his arm around her affectionately. He was content like this, with her pressed up against his side while they drove.]

[As the miles rolled by, Dean relaxed and the tension melted away. Hard to stay tense when Sam was hanging onto her like that. By the time she could smell salt in the air off the ocean, she was smiling again, nuzzling lightly at Sam.]

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