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The Intimacy Meme

The Intimacy Meme

(Shamelessly taken from... all the rest and modified!)

Intimacy is the glue of any relationship, albeit romantic or friendship. It's getting to the root of humanity, and expanding upon ourselves and letting others in.

Rules:
1. Post with your character.
2. Go to rng and roll from 1-6.
3. Post to others.
4. Profit

Scenes:
1. First Kiss. Maybe you've been harboring feelings or maybe this is random. But it feels good to be that close to someone.

2. Love Confession. You have been head over heels for this person and now it's time to try and get close to them.

3. Secrets. You've been hiding yourself from someone and now it's time to stop. They need to know the real you.

4. First Time. First time you have sex is always nerve racking, but it's in these moments that you show how much you truly care about someone.

5. Shower. Perhaps you've been together for awhile. Maybe you've told each other everything. Maybe you're just dirty and need to get cleaned up. But letting the water flow between two people is still pretty intimate.

6. Post-Coital Bed. Do you feel talkative after sex? Want to ponder the meaning of life / if you guys are more than a one-night stand? Better to do it after the deed probably.. at least your partner will be in a good mood?

7. Road Trip. Good for that bonding experiance you never had! Bad diner food and weird landmarks you never knew you wanted to see! Will it bring you closer to your friend / lover?

8. Drunk. Are you the happy or sad kind? Clingy, or flighty? Maybe you just need a hug, to snuggle close.. to whoever's around at the time!

9. Winter. What could be a better time to curl up with a book, or exchange soft words in the glow of the fire? Hot chocolate time!

10. Free verse. Did I leave something out? Want to combine? Make up your own or pick from the others.

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"Yours....possibly.....it was when I really hated you and knew you didn't go out much so they'd probably never notice and did I mention I'm sorry?" He tried to look over his shoulder to figure out how pissed his Sire was.

Lindsey stared at the hunter before him as his hand stopped before it shook. He couldn't tell if he should laugh or be pissed off, and in the end just groaned.

"You mean to tell me when we dusted Kate and I used my car because I thought they wouldn't be tracking it, they knew exactly what we were doing?" Alright, maybe he could see dark humor in that, so he let a few chuckles slip then continued putting that design on Dean's shoulder. He shook his head in disbelief. "In other words, I've been screwed over from the start. Dean, if I didn't have a soul right now, I might really hurt you for that."

"I was...I was really upset at the time, I mean you did just sort of put me in a situation where I thought I was gonna die. And we're both screwed...think of it that way." He flinched as the pain got to him again. "But you do have a soul so I don't have to worry about you setting me on fire till we get rid of the thing...so that's good to know." He resisted the urge to take the offer to bite Lindsey, doubting he should after admitting to the whole car thing.

But even as Lindsey resumed working with his other hand, he didn't bring the one extended before Dean back. Apparently, his soul was there enough and he cared enough for his childe that he wasn't going to rescind his offer.

"So you planned on keeping this from me until they come to set me on fire? And it takes you losing your soul to tell me?" As he continued to think on it, he wasn't getting angry. No, that would be his reaction if he had been soulless, but he was feeling hurt.

He stopped again, putting the needle down. After what he had tried to do for Dean, realizing how much of a betrayal it was hurt like a stake to the chest. "You hated me that much?"

"No...I...I mean yeah, I did kind of hate you but that's not why I did it!" Why the hell did he do it? He sighed and turned to face Lindsey. "I thought I was screwed, but I didn't really think Wolfram and Hart would off their golden boy just because he screwed with one low level vampire. I put it on your car at the beginning of the night because if shit went bad I was gonna take off..."

But he was a moron, because why the hell wouldn't they just stake the guy if he lost a possession like Dean? "I didn't think they'd kill you...I didn't think that far ahead I just didn't wanna be watched anymore, I thought I was just screwing with them..and you."

Lindsey looked up at Dean. "I wasn't going to let anything happen to you." He tried to smile but it fell far off the mark. "I guess you didn't have much reason to trust me to begin with."

Finally taking his unbitten arm back, he placed it on Dean's shoulder to turn him back around so he could finish the tattoo. That was why he had to complete this... if Dean got his soul back, he wouldn't even hesitate to toss Lindsey to the wolves.

It was ironic, that the souled one would be the one so willing to kill him when the soulless one... Lindsey didn't dare to call it caring, but it was more than what he got from Dean before. "I'm not going to let anything happen to you."

"I knew you were gonna try, I didn't know if you were gonna succeed...and if you remember that night I did sort of save your ass. Almost took off too," he sighed and finally turned back around again. "But I didn't...that's gotta count for something, right? I didn't want you dead, you liked me even if I thought it was to an incredibly creepy degree, who knew what the next guy in charge of me would have been like."

"Yeah, I remember. My hero," Lindsey muttered, but before Dean turned around, he might have caught Lindsey's lips twitching upwards towards something more positive again.

For the next while Lindsey was silent as he concentrated on finishing the design. Even then, it took nearly half an hour more before he was finally done with it.

"There, it's done." He ran his fingers across the nearly healed tattoo, vampire healing was an amazing thing. "How does it feel?"

"Damn right I am," he muttered, lowering his head as he felt a little dizzy.

The next half hour was annoying as hell, he eventually got used to the pain but he was never good at staying still for that long. "I feel dizzy and hungry and tired and my back itches."

"There's still blood in the..." But one look at Dean and Lindsey trailed off instead.

Sighing, he stopped what he was doing with the clean up and held his arm out to Dean. Nothing would be better for his childe than his sire's blood right now. He could replenish with the bottled crap afterwards. "Go on, bite."

He nodded and grabbed his Sire's arm but stopped, looking a little embarrassed. "Ok so I'm still not totally sure how to...you know...go all fangy,"

Lindsey's eyebrows arched up. Oh, right. "I'll teach you the details of that later when we're away from here. For now..." Taking his arm back, he took the knife that was used earlier to make the ink and slashed himself across the wrist. He doubted Dean would need fangs still, but the smell of his blood should trigger it anyway, especially when he held his bleeding wrist back out to his childe. "Here."

And it worked, his face instantly shifting at the smell of blood before he grabbed Lindsey's arm and sunk his teeth in like the vampire had done to him so many times. He groaned in relief, drinking deeply without knowing when he was meant to stop.

Lindsey let Dean drink freely at first, wincing but smiling through the pain that the inexperienced vampire caused with his feeding. "Slowly... try not to draw so quickly. It... it hurts if you do it too fast."

When Dean moved past two pints and started going into more, Lindsey placed a light hand on Dean's shoulder for him to stop. "Dean, stop, that's enough." He still needed strength to make their escape.

Dean immediately slowed down, not wanting to hurt his Sire. It always felt good when Lindsey bit him, he wished he knew how to do it back. He growled when Lindsey tried to make him stop though and only latched on harder.

Lindsey wouldn't mind teaching him when they had time, but as Dean's uncontrolled hunger quickly moved onto three pints, Lindsey's hand on Dean's shoulder tightened and began to shake. "Dean, enough!" The body held only eight pints, more than four and it would've been fatal for a human. For vampires it wouldn't be, but definitely severely weakened.

The souled vampire started feeling dizzy and lightheaded when Dean got dangerously close to that amount. Vamping out, he tried to forcefully pull away even if it would rip a bloody gash in his arm. "Stop!!"

Hearing the older vampire yell he finally let himself be pulled off, licking his lips and smiling innocently. "Sorry...got carried away.". He tried to lick at the wound like he'd seen Lindsey do and grinned when the wound healed. "Cool."

"Damnit, Dean," Lindsey muttered as he glared at the soulless creature. He sighed when, damn him, he couldn't stay angry at the vampire. Yes, he better lose his soul again or Dean will be the death of him.

"We need to teach you control... at least for some situations." He waved a hand weakly towards the kitchen. "Get me some bags from the fridge?" He was feeling dizzy enough that he didn't want to make the trip himself.

Dean sighed bt did as he was asked, quickly returning with three bags of blood. He wrinkled his nose looking down at the nasty things, hesitant to hand them over. "I coud get you somebody! Some custodial person or secretary working late....I'll kill them so your stupid feelings won't get in the way. It's better for you than this crap."

Lindsey started to shake his head but froze when that turned out to not work well with his spinning vision. "That's not the problem... I don't want to draw more attention to us and we don't have time to go out and hunt. I want us on the road, out of the city and away from Wolfram and Hart before we hunt again."

He reached out for the bags of blood, and as he ripped one open with his teeth, he glanced up at Dean. "Will you be alright with that? Being on the road and constantly moving for a while?" Lindsey tried to think how he could pull some strings to get the Impala fitted with vampire-safe glass. He might know a few people who owed him favors.

Dean grimaced seeing Lindsey eat that disgusting shit, finally settling down at the kitchen table. He tried his best to hide his disgust though. "Dude I was on the road non stop since I was four, staying in one place seems weird."

It wasn't delicious and it was nothing like the fare he used to have from the man before him, but Lindsey swallowed it quickly to get it over with. One bag gone, two more to go.

"Alright... is there anything here that you want to pack with you? We're leaving tonight, and with luck, we're never coming back." Although Lindsey tried to stay and sound confident, his insecurity showed in the flash of his eyes. Going on the run like this, so sudden and with a powerful enemy pursuing them, wasn't something he could really prepared for.

"Yeah I'll go back a duffel of essentials, other than that I just need my car and we're golden." Dean grinned and walked into the bedroom to start packing. Suddenly going on the run with a powerful enemy pursuing him was what he did best, this all just felt like coming home. He could be confident enough for both of them.

"I'll meet you down here in half an hour," Lindsey called from the kitchen when he finished the last bag of blood. "I'm going to grab some things from my apartment too. And if you have room, pack these ingredients. We might need this ink stuff for later."

"Should we meet here or in the parking garage?" He poked his head out of the room to look at Lindsey. "And what are we doing about money? I have some cash, do you? I mean we can't use your credit cards."

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