myguys_sam_dean (myguys_sam_dean) wrote in 25prompts, @ 2007-10-19 22:47:00 |
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Dean's Idea of Romance Part 17
Title: Dean's Idea of Romance Part 17
Author: myguys_sam_dean
Rating: R
Characters: Sam, Dean, Bobby
Disclaimer: I don't own 'em, I just play with 'em.
Summary: Written for 25 prompts mood-boring. Dean's still learning, Sam is still helping.
After a few days of being laid up, Dean was getting restless. Sam could tell that he wanted to be hunting, he wanted to be on the move. Bobby just laughed at his restlessness. He'd watched Dean fight restlessness his whole life. If the boys stayed at Bobby's for any amount of time, Dean would get antsy.
"Sammy!" Dean called for Sam from the other room.
Sam popped his head through the doorway, "What!" Dean had been kind of a pest all morning.
"What are you doing?"
"Sorting laundry," Sam answered. "What do you need?"
Dean sighed. "I am so bored right now."
"Why don't you watch television?"
"There's nothing on," Dean was dangerously close to whining and Sam's patience were almost gone.
"Want to come with me to the Laundromat?" was all Sam could offer him.
"You're going somewhere?" Dean instantly perked up.
"It's just to do laundry, Dean."
"It's more fun than infomercials, even if you are partial to the one for the George Forman Grill," Dean smirked. "When do we leave?"
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Kylee had left that morning to get back to work, with Dean and Sam to follow in a couple days. Bobby was still at the hotel but he happened to be out to lunch when Sam took Dean to the Laundromat.
"I've been feeling pretty good," Dean tried convincing Sam, even though he still needed painkillers from time to time. "Maybe we can go back tomorrow."
"No, Dean. We agreed it would be better to wait until you've healed more. We need to make sure that we won't need Bobby's assistance before we let you loose to chase Kylee."
"Come on, man," Dean still thought he could convince Sam with that smile of his.
"She just left this morning, Dean," Sam stood his ground.
"But you know--" Dean couldn't finish his sentence when Sam gave him a stern look that showed he wasn't budging. "I mean . . . ." Sam raised his eyebrows and waited for Dean to sputter out. "Hell, I just miss her."
Sam smiled. "You can survive missing her for a couple more days."
"But if I don't have to-"
"She wants you healthy," Sam told him. "I know you've probably already called her anyway."
"Twice," Dean smirked. "She says hi, by the way." Dean got lost in thought. "She sure does miss me . . ."
Sam didn't need to hear any more ramblings from Dean. "Great. Did you ask her about leaving early?"
Dean looked like he got caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
"She told you to stay," Sam laughed. "You couldn't convince your girlfriend, but you thought you could talk me into it?"
"I just know your buttons better because I've known ya longer," Dean reasoned.
"And how did you think Kylee was going to react to you coming home early?"
"I figured she'd be so happy to see me that she'd forget that I wasn't supposed to be there yet." Dean shrugged. "I could do some damn good convincing once I saw her. By the time she would be able to have enough energy to be mad at me--"
"Enough." Sam stopped him. "I don't need any visuals."
Dean loudly laughed.