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Dean Winchester ([personal profile] perkynipples) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet 2014-03-25 03:42 pm (UTC)

Ah, dude, hang on -

[ NOPE, chest full of anxious dragon right in his face. Dean huffs and gropes out for him, stroking a hand over his head with a roll of his eyes. Jesus, fucking dragon.

After a few moments of mumbling I'm fine, dude, relax, I'm fine, aren't you supposed to be ea- Jesus, you're heavy, Boots finally decides that's enough and drapes himself over Dean's lap instead, face buried in his armpit. It's a test to see how much of the man he can cover with his body.

And wow, surprise surprise, while Sam's talking to Cas quietly, Dean's avoiding even looking at him. ]


Yeah, thanks, Sammy.

[ Sam glances over, and hesitates. What if he just left them to talk? It doesn't seem like a great idea, knowing Dean, but it can't hurt that much.

He turns to Cas for the moment, squeezing his shoulder, and says he's going to go fix something up for Dean to eat, and then they're alone.

Dean could win the gold medal of avoiding eye contact, if he wanted, right now. ]


Well, that was-- shitty, let's never do that again. C'mon, you're getting fat, get up, Boots.

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