Dean Winchester (
single_man_tear) wrote2024-11-11 08:43 am
MHA 19 - Monday Morning
When Dean woke up this morning he had still been a dog. However the time change was a horrible things that dogs never understand for weeks so Dean the dog had gotten up early and done a big stretch only to find himself human once again and strangely craving a rawhide chew.
With limited clothing options available Dean somehow only had the outfit he wore to the Halloween party the other week. So dressing back up in the red shorts and white polo shirt of a gym teacher, Dean quietly moved out of the bedroom and started making coffee, pancakes and bacon for the lady still asleep in the bedroom.
With limited clothing options available Dean somehow only had the outfit he wore to the Halloween party the other week. So dressing back up in the red shorts and white polo shirt of a gym teacher, Dean quietly moved out of the bedroom and started making coffee, pancakes and bacon for the lady still asleep in the bedroom.

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"Dean?" she called, sitting up and stretching.
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"Hey babe!" Dean called and moments later was walking back into the bedroom with a full cup of coffee. "I got coffee and breakfast going," he said leaning in for a good-morning kiss. "I hope I wasn't too much trouble for you."
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"You're back to you," Jane said with a pleased smile into that kiss. "I think you might owe Liliana a fruit basket."
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Oh, Dean.
He leaned in for another quick kiss. "I have pancakes and bacon going," he said handing off the coffee. "You want some eggs on top of all that?"
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He paused and sighed.
"Sorry. Still shaking off the dog mindset."
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"Can't be worse than that time I cast a spell to let me talk to animals," Dean said with a sigh. "Did anything happen last week other than me annoying Liliana? Which... to be honest is most weeks."
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Yes. Dean liked nightshirts. Shush.
"Did I at least enjoy a pillow fort as a dog? Because that just sounds awesome."
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"You sure it wouldn't be too silly? Two grown ass adults in a pillow fort?"
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Maybe a little delayed in working through her feelings, but still there.
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“Wait. What?”
Give him a second, Jane. He’s getting there.
“You do?” he repeated, as if he needed to make sure that's what he heard.
Then, slowly, a grin spread across his face, breaking into that trademark Dean Winchester smile. “I mean, I love you too. You knew that already, but... damn.” He shook his head, grinning like an idiot. "Yeah."
And with that he leaned in for another kiss. "I love you too."
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It was the gym shorts, really. The lanyard whistle? That was just the cherry on top.
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