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Tweak says, "yeah, baby"

Dean Winchester (hellsboy) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2009-03-03 17:16:00

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complete, day 34, dean winchester, shannon rutherford

Day 34: Having Fought Lizards...
Who: Dean Winchester & Shannon Rutherford
Where: Dean's Room
When: Day 34, early afternoon
What: Just saved the kitchen from lizards... for now
Status: Complete
Rating: R (language)

Dean led the way to his room, carefully peering around each corner of every building along the way before leading her around it. Last thing he wanted to do was walk her right into an ambush because he was busy grinning like an idiot at her. Which he was from time to time doing. Grinning like an idiot, that is.

"You know," he said now that it felt safe enough to be more of a smart ass without her misunderstanding his intentions. "You are actually very hot." He pursed his lips in a very amused expression and did not look at her.

Then as they walked up to his room door, he watched her profile from the corner of his eye. He pushed the door open to reveal his authentic motel-chic room complete with kitchenette of ugly green vinyl and chrome, two double beds (both of which were very obviously "Massage Hands" equipped with quarter tanks), a large flatscreen television attached to the wall and mood beads between the bed area and the bathroom beyond. He wasn't necessarily embarrassed to show her this; he figured if they were back on earth he'd probably want her on the road with him and she'd have to see this stuff anyway. But he was sort of unsure of what kind of idea she might get of who he was from it.

"Entrez-vous," he said with a chuckle. It was the only French he knew. "Make yourself at home."

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hellsboy
2009-03-03 10:25 pm UTC (link)

He opened his eyes as she entered the room again. He hadn't realized he'd closed them but somewhere along the way he must have. He smiled over at her and sat up as she sat down. He couldn't help but notice how small she looked in his over-sized clothes. There was something so nice about seeing her that way that he forgot the thoughts that had been running through his mind since before he had dropped onto the bed.

"You're welcome, Shannon," he said, pronouncing her name thoughtfully as if suddenly understanding it for the first time. It was not Cassie. She was not Cassie and he knew right then that he didn't feel guilty for liking Shannon as much as he did. And he liked her a lot more than he had thought was possible to like someone he'd only known through journals and one intense lizard fight. Yet there she was. Still largely an enigma. But he did understand some things about her. The things that were a lot like him. And the things that were very Shannon but that she'd chosen to explain whether in words or in expressions. This was not a rebound but a new beginning for him.

His expression faltered as he wondered if she felt it was a new beginning for her. He slid from the bed and knelt beside hers to talk quietly. "I'm glad you decided to stay. I didn't want you to go."

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