E/O challenge word: Melt.
Not sure that I will play again, but this image got in my head and I couldn't resist trying to write it out. First fic for supernatural…hopefully it works.
Nope I don't own them…but it is a nice dream don't you think?
Word count: 233
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"I don't get it?"
"What?"
"What does he have that I don't?"
"Let's see…he's a movie star and you're a nobody?"
"All the girls screaming, melting…just because he walked into a room. I don't think this Jensen's guy all that…do you?"
"Sure, Dean, what ever helps you to sleep at night. But you know, he does look familiar…maybe a little better looking."
"Always a comedian. Well, the girls did swoon when that Jared guy strolled in the place…I didn't see any of them swooning when you walked across the room."
A little red-hair girl rushed up and asked. "Hey mister, can I have your autograph…my mom just wants to pinch your cheeks. She thinks that Jensen is to die for. I want to surprise her for her birthday."
"Sure kid," Dean scribbled his name on the photo and handed it back to her. He smirked as she ran to show her mom her prize.
"Dean, that was just plain mean. She didn't want your name, she wanted his." Sam pointed to Jensen and Jared eating at the last booth in the diner.
"Not my fault she can't tell us apart. Don't worry, she won't know the difference, I signed it Jensen. Just think of it as one of my undercover roles. I still don't think he's all that… But it's hot and you and I better get out of here before we melt."