"Sorry, Dean. But Sam is the one who holds the record for the best puppy-dog face." I smirked and took a step towards him and he just grew redder than already.
"Yeah, I know. Well…you were asleep in the car so when we arrived at the motel, I picked you up and just put you on the bed. Sam wasn't here for some reason, but I just put you on the bed with your clothes on and that's all. But, I know that you would kill me if you found out that you slept with your favourite clothes on…so I decided to take your clothes off, but obviously I kept your underwear on…" he went embarrassingly red and pointed at my black lace bra and black lace pants. "…and then I decided to put one of my t-shirts on you so you won't be cold…" he scratched the back of his neck and just sat down on the bed again, but he took away his pillow and put the duvet over him.
"Thanks." I smiled and ruffled the guy's head and I bit my lip and kissed his cheek. "Love you always." I smiled again and he just looked at me like I was crazy. Well, I was crazy, but crazy in love. "I'll forgive you this time, but if you do it again – let's just say that you will be in pain. Permanent pain. Alright?" I smirked and he nodded frantically.
The door opened and Dean just widened his eyes and pulled me into his grip and I fell to the bed and he flipped onto me and the door closed and Dean put his finger on his lips as it was a sign of sssh. I nodded and we both heard a pair of footsteps. Dean took something out of the pillow and it was a long knife. My heart began to beat faster as he was really close to me, I mean – he was naked and he is touching me…oh, God. This is a dream.
I looked at Dean as he slowly sat up onto my hips and the person who entered the room just appeared into our view. It was Sam. He was wearing a pair of faded blue jeans and a grey tight t-shirt as he was clutching his brown jacket. He looked like he just had a hook-up.
"Whoa, Dean. What the hell are you doing? She is 16, you idiot!" Sam dropped the jacket down and took the duvet off and pulled Dean out of the bed and began to punch Dean on his face. "I do get that you are a sex addict, but seriously? Towards underage girls? 16 years old girls, I am talking about!" Sam repeatedly punched Dean on the face every time he said a sentence.
"SAM! STOP IT!" I jumped out of the bed and pulled Sam out of the way…Dean was bleeding so much. "Sam! Dean never touched me! I am still a virgin!" I shouted and Sam looked at me, panting. "I was sleeping! Dean was sleeping as well in the same bed, that's all! We were too busy killing vampires in the middle of the night as you were…doing physical action!" I pushed Sam a little and he just calmed down, but he gave Dean an evil glare.
"Come on, Dean. You stay on the bed as I am going to get the first aid kit. Okay?" I asked Dean as he stood up shakily with my help and leaded him to the bed and I smiled and he tried to grin, but he had a black eye already and all of his face was covered by the bruises and cuts. I took a glance at Sam, who was so angry at Dean, even Dean didn't do anything. "Um, Sam. The first aid kit is outside, in the truck of the car. Can you go and get it as I need to get changed?" I asked and Sam nodded once and stood up from the bed and went outside of the room and went to the car as I looked out of the window.
I looked back at Dean, who looked at me with one eye – the one who weren't affected. He grinned awfully with blood coming down from the inside of his mouth. "I always get blamed." He grumbled and I bit my lip from laughter. "Even I am the older one, I always get blamed. Everything freaking time." He groaned and I looked at him and we just shared a stare at each other. I couldn't help it, but I kept looking at him, not because he was in pain. The emotional look in his green eyes.
"Well, you just have to deal with it for a while…it might be over, before you know it. You might get married, for once and you might get children and then people will blame your children over you!" I laughed, but stopped when Will in my dream appeared in my head. With his chocolate covered mouth as he grinned.
"As if. I don't see myself in a family." Dean scoffed and I looked out of the window again and Sam wasn't there as the trunk of the car was closed again. The door opened again and it was an angry-looking Sam came into the room. Oh, no…he had the bitch-face on... He looked at me and just scoffed and licked his lips and passed me the green first-aid kit. I nodded with a smile as it was a sign to say thanks.
I sat down next to Dean and I forced him to sit right in the front of me as he crossed his legs. I had to go between his legs to get close to his face. Sam cleared his throat so loudly as he was doing research on those vampires and I ignored him as I smirked that only Dean saw me. He poked me on my stomach and I winced, and he stuck his tongue out and giggled with innocence. I got some cotton balls out of the first aid kit and dapped with the clear liquid steriliser.
I smiled at him when he was wincing in pain, every time I touched him the cotton balls, to clean the wounds and the bruises. I looked at them, and I was stifling back laughter by biting my lip and screwed my nose up as the clear steriliser was actually getting on my nerves.
After a long, painful but damn funny hour later, I was finally finished cleaning Dean up and the light from the window was getting lighter as the sun shone up and I looked at the clock in the room – it was 9am. I looked at him and he smiled as all of the blood was gone and the bruises were getting darker and swollen as the black eye was getting swollen as well. He looked so beaten up.
He looked at himself as he walked up to the mirror and he kept gasping at his bruises. "Oh, damn you. I am going to kill you…you son of a bitch." He grumbled and pointed at Sam, who just had a blank expression and then a laughing face. I passed things away into the first aid kit back and put onto the table as Dean kept cussing at Sam, who just…never learnt this lesson. What a stubborn idiot. I thought.
"Dean. Just leave the stubborn idiot alone. Your face will be back to normal, don't worry about it. I reckon you can last without any physical action for a week. Well, if you don't include your black eye…but with it, it might take a month without any physical action…" I smirked with my tongue out and Dean just held his hands out and just screwed them over an invisible newspaper as he glared at me with a totally evil look. I grinned and he just sighed in frustration.
"Fine then. But any physical action…I will use that on you." He threatened me with a finger pointed to me and I nodded and waved it off.
"Whatever, dude. Right, I am going to have a shower now." I smiled and Sam nodded with a grin on his face. Dean just flipped me off and I went to the bathroom and switched the shower on. I took the t-shirt off and was about to drop it on the floor, but I just smelt Dean's scent in the t-shirt. It was both tough and soft. A hint of wooden scent and some chocolate…I giggled as I looked at Will's chocolate-covered mouth again in my head as I brought the t-shirt up to my nose and just sniffed more of that scent. Dean's smile just appeared in my head.