Title: Honey Hair and Emerald Eyes
Rating: PG-13
Pairing/Characters: Haley James (Scott)/Dean Winchester/Brooke Davis (not a triangle)
Fandom: One Tree Hill/Supernatural
Notes: Okay so this little ficlet is a result of too much curiosity, not enough sleep and a healty dose of can I? can't I? or just blame it on the fact I think Dean deserves more then one special someone in his life.
Disclaimer: I dont own Haley, Brooke or Dean...which kind of goes without saying because you've never seen anything like this on either of the shows.
His eyes meet hers from across the room and suddenly he becomes one of those useless saps in all those chick flicks that start waxing lyrical about seeing into a girl's soul or hearing her heart speak.
But if there's anything Dean Winchester is further from it's a sap, he's not into candlelight, romance, poetry or roses, he doesn't do love. He prefers to find a girl, get the job done and then leave before she can utter the words breakfast the next morning.
So he turns away from the girl with the deep chocolate eyes and honey blonde hair and decides to look elsewhere for that night's entertainment.
Unfortunately his eyes fall next on her dark haired companion and when her green eyes meet his he hears the same bells chime he did with her friend.
He moves toward them, even though he fights desperately against it the whole way there and then before he even realizes it's happening, he finds himself seated between the two chatting like he's known them forever.
Honey haired Haley and the emerald eyed Brooke.
He can't shake the feeling that he's steadily getting in over his head and he's too busy cursing his father for letting him take this 'simple small town hunt' on his own to notice the air shifting subtly between the three and the looks the girl are sending his way and the ones they're sharing with each other.
The next morning when he's lying contentedly between the two, their heads resting on each side of his chest, dark and light hair mingling together and their hands clasped together over his stomach he thinks maybe he can do this kind of love.