Dean Winchester (
single_man_tear) wrote2024-08-16 07:09 am
MHA 19 - Friday Morning
When Dean woke up this morning he had still been a dog. A dog sho had quietly hopped down from the bed he had been sleeping on to do one of those big stretches with his butt in the air that dogs were known to do.
And that’s when he turned back into a human being. Naked. In a freaking yoga pose.
“Son of a bitch.”
Quietly, so as not to wake Jane, he scrounged up some clothes of his that he must have left behind when he transformed and got dressed. Since things were a bit hazy in memory Dean went into the kitchen to listen to past radio podcasts (“Roadside attractions? Son of a bitch.”) and then started making breakfast.
Look, Jane got forced to take care of Dean all week as a dog. At the very least she deserves pancakes, eggs and bacon.
[For the astrophysicist/God of Thunder]
And that’s when he turned back into a human being. Naked. In a freaking yoga pose.
“Son of a bitch.”
Quietly, so as not to wake Jane, he scrounged up some clothes of his that he must have left behind when he transformed and got dressed. Since things were a bit hazy in memory Dean went into the kitchen to listen to past radio podcasts (“Roadside attractions? Son of a bitch.”) and then started making breakfast.
Look, Jane got forced to take care of Dean all week as a dog. At the very least she deserves pancakes, eggs and bacon.
[For the astrophysicist/God of Thunder]

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"Dean?"
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“Morning Jane!”
Dean took a moment to turn down the heat on the stove and pour a cup of coffee before heading to the bedroom with said cup of coffee. “I got breakfast going. You want to join me at the table? Or would you like breakfast in bed. It’s the least I could do for taking care of me all week.”
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"Good," Dean said looking relieved as he headed back to the kitchen. "My memory is a little hazy for the week. I was worried I might have chewed some shoes or furniture up. Did I miss anything this week?"
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"Well, I fought a giant peach in California. Which was a first for me."
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"Stark's tower thingy didn't get leveled again, did it?" he teased. "I'd hate for him to have to redecorate."
Then again a peach is a lot softer than an elephant.
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Maybe some version of the Hulk would show up to do it and save her the embarrassment.
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"I'm sure you were," Dean said, reassuringly and trying to hide his smile. "I'm just glad I didn't see the giant ball of string when I was a dog. That would have been a rough game of fetch."
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Dean looked at Jane from behind his coffee cup. "You know, I might have forgotten a lot of things this last week, but seeing you in the morning is still one of my favorite things," he said, honestly. "And I also haven't forgotten what I was going to tell you on Saturday."
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"Oh?" Jane said, holding onto the mug with something between apprehension and anticipation.
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He paused for a moment and looked down at his hands. Nope. No paws.
"I love you."
He paused again and looked up at Jane in anticipation. Of what he wasn't sure. The apartment catching on fire? A rift in dimensions opening up and sucking them away for a year? Look it wasn't out of the question with Dean. When a moment had paused and nothing bad happened, Dean visibly relaxed.
"You don't have to say it back if you're not there or don't feel the same. I just wanted to tell you how I felt."
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Jane let out a little sigh, but she smiled and leaned over to kiss him for it. "Give me a little more time, yeah?"
It would have probably been much easier before the embodiment of her emotional baggage hadn't rolled up on the island this summer.
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He smiled at her and nodded. "Totally understand," he said, pushing his eggs a bit with his fork. "Whatever you need."
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"Well, I've got you here for breakfast and that's pretty great," Jane replied.
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“Yep. And this version doesn’t have fleas,” Dean said almost inhaling an entire pancake. “Hey aren’t you going to be late for class?”
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“Yep!” Dean said swallowing that mound of pancake with a wince. “I was just really craving pancakes when I was a dog.”
Which is totally the reason why he was piling his fork up with the other pancake.
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Shocking for someone like her, right?
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Dean inhaled a bit before reaching out with his hand. “Just so we’re clear then: I don’t want you to feel pressured or uncomfortable by what I said. That’s just how I feel. I don’t expect or want you to respond if you don’t feel the same. I’m good with that. Honestly.”
Dean had been on the other side of this conversation more than a few times.
He nodded to the giant pancake stack on his fork. “I felt awkward and panicked. I’m sorry. “
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