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Tweak says, "Not in a life-affirming way"

Dean Winchester (hellsboy) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-04-28 19:09:00

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!complete, day 05, dean winchester, location: gym, shannon rutherford

Day 5 - Early Evening
Who: Dean Winchester & Shannon Rutherford
What: Shower time!
When: Early Evening
Where: The gym
Rating: R (language, nudity - definitely NSFW)
Status: Complete

Dean was whistling an old Van Halen standard as he made his way back into town and then through it. The streets were beginning to look familiar now. He'd only managed to track 3 miles or so of the glass wall at the south side of town. The interlude with Tink had been a lot of fun. It had been a while since he'd gone exploring just for the sake of exploring. Now he was one his way back with the promise of a shower -- and seeing Shannon.

As he walked, he mused. He didn't have friends. Well not usually. But if he had to name anyone as a friend, it'd be her, Shannon. Probably his best friend. There was an understanding between them of something not quite tangible. They recognized each other in a certain way that he didn't figure anyone else could. Which was a little confusing. It both made him feel a lot less indignant for having to be here and sorry. Sorry because even though Cassie had dumped him - rather painfully so - he felt like it was cheating her to be attracted to Shannon. Not to mention he'd picked up on some kind of vibe between Shannon and his brother. That spelled trouble if he got involve, he knew it.

Yet here he was, swinging open the door of the gym and stepping inside. Still whistling, he wandered the dark rooms and halls, following the old and disheveled signs toward the showers. There were, of course, separate showers for men and women so he peeked his head into the locker room for the women and called out. "Hey, Super Girl, did you beat me here?"

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hellsboy
2009-04-28 11:19 pm UTC (link)

She hadn't appeared to have seen him stupidly staring at her and that made him feel somewhat relieved. And whatever he'd said or done had given her the okay to slide back into the banterish fun that they'd been in. As they walked, he listened to her chatter and wondered for a moment if he heard some sort of nervousness in it. He decided not though. She was too blunt and assured of herself to feel nervous about a shower. Not to mention it was too dark for there to be much titilation and the water would be freezing considering the weather and lack of electricity.

"If there are two of us and the slutty blonde gets it first, you get it second and there is no slutty blonde, how does that work? I can't get it first. I'm not blonde and the guy with the great bod doesn't usually die at all," he laughed, seeing her grin. For a second he almost gave himself away but then he thought of Sam and bit back the urge to kiss her right then by biting his lower lip and looking away. Damn the bonds of brotherhood.

"Big talk?" he asked, raising his brows both at the same time in an amusedly incredulous arc. "Big talk?" he reiterated, sliding his jacket from his body and letting it fall on the tile. He began unbuttoning his shirt and made a face at her. "The water in here is going to be so cold that I doubt either one of us will get much of a show. So let's go, Private Pretty. Let's see how much of you is talk. Not like I haven't seen naked women before."

He continued to undress, pulling his shirt from his firm chest and only slightly wincing as the tattoo on his arm throbbed its black, hateful message of expiration. Then he moved on to unbuttoning his jeans and kicking off his boots until he was standing in his boxers on the cold tile, all but shivering as he turned the knob of the shower head closest to where he stood.

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