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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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Finally Lindsey allowed himself to look at his offered meal. The girl was crying, sobbing quietly against' Dean's hand even when they were loud and clear to his vampiric hearing.

Thankfully, her mascara smudged face was held facing away from him so he couldn't see it from where he stood. It didn't really make things easier, but Lindsey did nod and, while she remained gripped in Dean's hand, he began to drain the poor soul.

Hot blood splashed into his mouth when his fangs dug further into the bite Dean already made. It was heaven compared to the bagged trash he had earlier, and moaning, he drained her nearly halfway when he stopped. Her struggles had grown weak in Dean's arms but she was still breathing, and her heart still beating, when Lindsey pulled sway.

"Enough..."

He grinned watching his Sire feed, but his expression dropped when he pulled away. "What do you mean enough? She isn't dead yet!". He leaned forward, putting a hand on his shoulder. "It's ok, you don't have to stop like you always did with me...she doesn't matter and I know you gotta be hungry. Come on...,it's ok."

At Dean's words the girl made some weak noise of protest but Lindsey only shook his head. He didn't care that the clients he worked for killed people, but when it came to him dishing out the death, he found he couldn't do it.

"I know she doesn't, but if you're asking me to..." He leaned into Dean's hold as if it was a source of comfort. His face dropped out of its vampiric features. "I can't..."

His face darkened and he pulled his hand away. "Fine.". He didn't know why it bothered him so much, if he felt judged for killing people when his sire wouldn't or confused about how to follow the mans orders, but mostly it just felt wrong.

He pulled his hand away from the girls mouth, instantly causing her to start pleading for her life. That quickly ended however with an echoing crack as Dean snapped her neck and let her fall lifelessly to the ground. He stood up, not looking at Lindsey and started to turn away. "Maybe you can stomache her now, I'll meet you at the car."

Lindsey flinched when Dean jerked his hand away. It was lesser to his flinch from the snap of the girl's neck, but he recovered quickly enough to reach out and grab the vampire's arm before Dean could leave.

"Wait! Dean..." he called, feeling like he was the inferior one because he couldn't kill. "I... Don't be angry."

"I'm not angry, I'm just....I want you to be normal...can't you be ok with killing people and still care about me?". He wanted to think the soulless version cared about him, he was soulless and he cared about Lindsey.

Lindsey had to blink. That sounded so wrong that for a moment the lawyer was completely at a loss for words. Was this what he had done to the hunter by making him soulless?

"Dean..." Reaching up, he caressed his thumb over Dean's face to calm his childe down. "I'll try, alright? I'd do it for you." He tried to make himself smile.

He shook his head, lowering his eyes but not pulling back. "Yeah but then you're miserable....and I don't want you miserable. I want you happy...like I am. If you have to kill people you're sad, if you watch me kill people you're sad. And....I'm new at this, I don't know what I'm doing. I need your help and I don't know if you can do what you'd have to if something happened."

"Dean, I don't owe the world anything, I don't care what happens to them." Lindsey caressed down Dean's cheek to cup his chin and tilt it up so Lindsey could catch his childe's eyes.

"I swear, I'm happy if you are. I'm a lawyer, right? Even with a soul, we're called soulless to begin with." He tried for the smile again, this time coming easier. "I'll do whatever it takes to keep you happy. I can, I will, and I'll help you however I can. I won't let anything happen."

Dean did his best to smile. Lindsey's words were nice...they really were but they were also....a lot and made him feel kind of uncomfortable. "I want you happy too....you will be when we fix you."

Lindsey tried not to show how uncomfortable he was from Dean's words. Slowly he shook his head in regret. "I don't want to be soulless, Dean. I'm afraid I'll lose what matters the most." He looked into his childe's eyes as he said that, conveying to Dean that he was what Lindsey cared about.

Before the situation could get more awkward, Lindsey was the first to look away. "Let's get back to the car. I arranged it with the shaman and he can get the glass enchanted before sunrise."

"You wouldn't kill me...you made me this way," he gestured to the two bodies and turned, starting back towards the car. "Fine, stay like this...not like I'm gonna go anywhere.". He opened the door of the car, mumbling under his breathe. "Even if you are a pussy."

"I heard that," Lindsey grumbled back as he got back into his passenger seat.

He kept to himself he wasn't afraid that he'll kill the younger vampire, but of losing his feelings for him. His soulless side wouldn't understand things like caring or l—... consider Dean's point of view. It cared about possessing, owning, a fast climb to power, and Dean would be more of a slave and less a companion.

"Remember, just because I'm souled doesn't mean I can't beat you up."

"Yeah but you wont," he muttered, starting the car again. "You used to let go of your demon side a little back when I was human, meaning you know what it wants. Would you seriously hurt me without your soul? Would you kill me?"

"No, never kill you," Lindsey answered, not liking where this line of questioning was leading. "It doesn't matter what it'll do, I won't let it harm you."

When avoiding something, change the topic. "Take us right into Beverly Hills. I'll give you the instructions on where to turn when we're closer."

Dean started driving but that conversation was in no way over. "Stop saying it like you're two people. What does that part of you want then?"

Since proper lawyer evasion didn't work, Lindsey did the most childish thing and gave an argument that would shame all his years of law school, "You started it."

Maybe Dean wouldn't press if he could see Lindsey didn't wish to talk about it? Fat chance.

Sighing, he ran a hand over his face. "Soulless, I won't care about you as a person, Dean. It doesn't care about the whole world, not just you. But he wants you because I do, so you will be an accomplishment, an object, a figure that he owns. Do you understand what I'm saying? I don't want to be treating you like that."

Dean shook his head, speeding up. "That's not true...you don't know about that for sure. He's the guy who turned me, something you would have never had the balls to do.". But he was a little afrad Lindsey might be right. Couldnt he just have a Sire who liked him and wanted to kill everyone? "I'm soulless and I like you still..."

Lindsey quieted down and looked at his hands. "I don't, but I don't want to take the risk that I'm right. I'd rather you be disappointed in me but like me still... than you turning around wishing I was dead." He didn't comment on the fast driving, it was late at night and there weren't many cops around.

Dean looked away from the road for second to stare at Lindsey like he was out of his mind before shifting back to the car in front of him. "The hell are you talking about? Long as I don't have a soul I'll like you no matter how you are...not totally sure why but I know it's true.". And he couldn't help thinking it was because of the Sire thing, but he didn't want to think to hard about that.

Lindsey's frown deepened and he shook his head. "If I hurt you? Threw you down and raped you just to show that I own you? I nearly did it a few times even when I had my soul, and it was practically the first thing I did after losing it. I don't want to think what else I may do just to prove that you're mine."

He turned to look out the window. "I will get used to killing... we're on the run. I can't be leaving a trail of witnesses." Even if he wasn't so sure.

That just made Dean chuckle a little. "Does that really matter if I agree I'm yours? You can't rape the willing, dude. As for the whole....killing thing, I don't need to deal with you miserable or depressed. If I wanna hang out with a broody souled vampire he's a couple miles that way,". he pointed to the left before driving into Beverly Hills.

That Dean would bring up that fucking vampire actually got Lindsey to suddenly growl and vamp out. "Don't you dare to compare me to that hypocrite!"

Snarling, he looked out the window long enough to calm down back into his human visage before demanding, "Stop the car."

Dean couldn't whipe the smile off his face seeing the other vampire getting pissed off. He should be angry, his sire should never do anything that would let anybody compare him to Angel...but he was being so damn difficult. He slammed on the breaks, not even bothering to pull over though the streets looked pretty empty up in the hills. "Are we there?"

No, they weren't there, but Lindsey needed to get out anyway. Climbing from the car, he slammed the door behind him and turned to glare back at Dean. Good thing the hills were rather empty at this time of the night considering what he hissed back next. "You want me to kill someone? Then fine! I'll go and find some kid to kill!"

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I wanna hug Lindsey

At least Dean cares back. Unlike a certain blonde vampire.

Truth

And at least Dean doesn't play with his emotions.

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