voice | private;
[After their kiss on New Years, Darcy's definitely been thinking about Dean more. Yes, of course, he's one of her best friends. And she knows a great deal more about his life, thanks to being back home for two years and watching the show based on his life. But that kiss kept her up that night when she got home. It was almost a stupid, teenager-y thing she did, laying in bed and just stroking her finger against her bottom lip.
But it wasn't confusing. Not at all. And maybe she felt a little guilty. It'd been two years and seven months for her, since Magnus was sent home. And she'd been lonely. She'd been so goddamn lonely. And Dean was kind and caring and strong and okay, yeah. He was extremely good looking. A perfect storm. And if Darcy had to jump into the dating/casual sex/whatever game, she'd do it with Dean. She trusted him with her life.
And so she calls him, makes sure the call's private.]
You're not fine. I know you're not. But I'm giving you the option of choosing whether or not I come over there. We could just sit or or watch movies or...maybe even make out a little, if it took your mind of things. [She says the last option with a little half-laugh, but totally serious.]
It's up to you, Winchester. If you want me to leave you alone for now, I will.