Ch5- Chick Flick

Dean started awake the next morning. He had gotten pissed at himself and his dad for not calling and proceeded to drink the rest of the beer that Benny had in the fridge while Benny was at work. It didn't do anything except make him angrier. Apparently being a mer meant that he couldn't get drunk easily. He ended up falling asleep still pissed off, and thinking about calling his dad or even Sam. Benny had come back home, taken one look at Dean, and pulled the cell phone away from Dean's hand and put it into the drawer next to the door of the trailer.
Dean looked over from where he was laying, he noticed that Benny was laying across the trailer on the other fold out bed. He must have just gone to bed by the look of it. He took the moment to study the vampire. He couldn't see how he could tell the difference between a human and a vampire. Probably the smaller differences, like senses and his fangs, but other than that Benny looked completely human. Sure he slept most of the day, but so did anyone else that worked night shift. Dean wondered why Benny put up with him. There had to be a better choice out there. As far as Dean could tell though, the Cajun was devoted to him. It was something that was different. Dean felt that anything he asked for, Benny would get for him if it would make him happy. Watching Benny sleep it gave him a warm feeling in his chest, something he really hadn't felt since Sam took off for Stanford. He quietly left the trailer to get some practice swimming, might as well learn if he was going to be keeping the gills for a while. He'd talk to Benny when he woke up that evening.
Benny woke up to splashes outside in the pond, looking out the window he could see Dean doing flips and dives. There was a small smile on his face, like he was finally getting the hang of something. Benny had to smile. It seemed like Dean was finally getting used to being something other than human. He hoped it would last. God knew that there were times he had trouble being turned, even years into it. It would be a marathon, not a sprint.
Dean noticed that Benny had woken up when he came outside to wave at Dean for supper. He knew he was going to have to talk about this whole mate thing, but he wasn't looking forward to it. After all, Chick-flicks were Sammy's department. Not his. He pulled himself onto the shore as he slowly shifted into legs from his tail. Benny handed him a towel to wrap around his waist and assisted him in standing up. It was still weird how he could go from fins to legs and back. Dean swore he'd get diver shirts so he didn't have to end up completely naked...a diver's water proof bag may not be a bad idea either, at least he could have his gun and some shorts if nothing else.
Dean must have been muttering under his breath, since Benny grinned at him and said they could look into it. Dean swallowed as they headed back into the trailer. He would need some courage to keep up this conversation.
"So, What's all going to happen between us? Anything I should be aware of?" Dean asked, as he hoped that Benny couldn't hear how his heart rate sped up. He loved the thought of more with Benny, but at the same time he dreaded it. He never had a real decent relationship that didn't end badly.
Benny raised an eyebrow at Dean, noticing how he was blushing and that his heart rate had sped up a decent amount.
"Well, ideally I'd court you, get to know what you love, what you hate, show you a chance of what I could provide you with." Benny smirked "I know it don't sound real ritzy, but remember chere that I was born quite a long time ago." Dean gave Benny a quizzical look and Benny continued "Right now I'd just love getting to know you, and know that wherever you decide to head off to, be it hunt or otherwise, I'm coming with."
Dean could feel himself blushing again. It was weird being taken care of like this, usually he was the one who was the caregiver. With Sam and his Dad there hadn't really been any other way. He took care of Sammy, helped his Dad with hunting, and then patched up the both of them when they were hurting. Dean watched as Benny kept looking at him. A part of Dean was still nervous, more to do with Benny being a man than being a Vampire. But Benny wouldn't be the first guy that he'd been with (not that his Dad or Sammy knew this) and he wasn't exactly human anyway. Benny was good looking and into him, Dean had done more with less. Dean gave a mental 'Fuck it' shrug and grabbed Benny by the suspenders, pulling him closer. Benny had a brief moment of his eyes widening before Dean pressed his lips to Benny's.
Dean's tongue darted out seeking entrance, that was freely given. The two stayed locked together until Dean's need to breathe made him draw back reluctantly. He looked at Benny, face flushed and pupils dilated, staring into identical eyes, and grinned.
"That's a bit more like it." Dean smirked. As Dean headed back to the trailer; he turned back to the still frozen Cajun, "you coming?" He asked. Benny about tripped starting forward.
Dean had never been one for waiting when he figured out what he wanted. And he wanted Benny. Dean grinned as he felt a hand reach around him as he hit the door of the trailer. This time Dean was going to get what he wanted. And there was nothing to stop him.

AN: Shorter Chapter I Know. I wanted to get it out before Easter. Smuttish next chapter, (I also post to AO3, so for the unedited version go there)

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