WAKING UP!

[twin-fans.livejournal.com]

Your character is in a nice, warm bed, wearing their bedclothes (or lack thereof) of choice. It's comfortable, it's fluffy, and it's great...

Unfortunately, someone's in bed with them. They might roll over and accidentally cop a feel before waking up fully, they might notice the heat on their backs, but whatever the case may be, there's someone in there with them. They could easily remember the night before, how that happened, but...

Where's the fun in that?

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[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

[Not shy no, but he wasn't going to explain one part. Namely the burn scar in the shape of a handprint on his left shoulder. There was also the anti-possesion tattoo. Plus various scars here and there, though not as many as he used to have before his time in hell.]

Sure.

[He then turned to rustle up a shirt to toss toward her.]

Try that.

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

[ Hey, if he's not gonna ask, she's not gonna ask. Plain and simple as that.

She catches it and untangles herself from the sheets enough to slide the shirt on. ]

S'pose this'll work just shiny!

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

Looks good on ya.

[Dean grinned at her, and debated on finding a shirt to throw on. Eh, he didn't need people asking about the burn or the tat right now. So he went to grab another shirt to throw back on. There was one from his pack in the Impala, a t-shirt emblazoned with Led Zeppelin on the front.]

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

[ She raises an eyebrow and slides her way off of the bed. The shirt's enough to keep everything covered, it seems. Good enough for her. ]

...Led Zeppelin? [ Never heard of it. ]

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

[He raised his eyebrows at her.]

Seriously? I know you're from the future, but what, does all music suck now? Led Zeppelin's only one of the best bands ever.

[Time for more music education in the Impala.]

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

'Fraid I can't say. Most music tends to be 'long the lines of folk or the fancy waltzin' stuff for shindigs...

[ Music education is fine by her. She could use a little something different to blast through the engine room. ]

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

[He made a face at that.]

Folk and waltzes? Man, no offense but the future sucks.

[What happened to all the good music?]

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

[ There's a childish moment as she sticks her tongue out at him. ]

Ain't so bad. [ She's from the future, after all. ]

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

That's only because you haven't heard good music.

[He grinned, and almost tempted to kiss that cute mouth. Aw hell, why not, so he leans in to do so.]

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

[ Always teasing ] No, just ain't heard any of your music.

[ She's certainly not gonna complain about that, though, and lets him close most of the gap before moving in the last inch or so. ]

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

Well my music is good music.

[He cradled the back of her head with his hand as he lingered there. Only to break away to murmur.]

I'll show you after breakfast.

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

[ Best watch it, she could get used to that. ]

Sounds like a good plan to me~