Love Until We Bleed

I'm naked, I'm numb, I'm stupid, I'm stayingAnd if Cupid's got a gun, then he's shootin'

The motel was cheap, low end, and in a place where no one asked unwanted questions.

The room smelled stale with age and dirty with time. The space was cluttered with research, old food and dirty cloths, but tonight it was home.

The TV blared with sound and image, cloaking the undertones with it's mind numbing message.

Lying together silently on the lumpy bed after a long tiring day of disappointment, they tried to wined down. A hard day at the office, as some would say.

Snuggled in the crook of his arm, Haley's face rested on his tee-shirt covered chest, tangled as some friends do.

Dean's eyes stayed glued to the television as if he cared what was on. All the while hiding, masking from what he didn't want to face.

Haley heard the unspoken guilt in his silence. She felt the weight he carried on his heart as he lie tense beside her.

Loving him too much to let him suffer needlessly, Haley pulled back from the safety and comfort of his embrace.

Turning to Dean, she met the stunning collage of features that made up his face. A soft warming smile touched her lips hoping it would reach out and touch him too.

Lights black, Heads bang, You're my drug, We live itYou're drunk, you need itReal love, I'll give it

Dean eyed her silently, already anticipating her lips movement. Haley was never one to let sleeping dogs lie, especially when it was his heart they rested on.

"It's not your fault, you know. You can't save everyone." Haley spoke up gently, knowing her words would be unwelcome to his ears. The way sympathy always was with him.

Dean stared at her blankly, the stoic strength to his features held like a wall, never giving an inch.

With a feathers touch her hand reached out, and grazed his prickled jaw line endearingly.

"Don't let John get to you. You're a hero, Dean." Conviction resonated on her breath as devotion and certainty swirled in her eyes.

Dean's gaze held hers, but finally revealed the splintered underneath that she already knew lie there. She had known him long enough, well enough to know what was hidden behind cocky deflective humor he spewed to the world.

Haley's heart ached with the sight of his pain as if it wounded her. Leaning up on her knees, Haley leaned over to him, wanting to heal him. Wrapping his beaten down face in her palms, Haley placed a comforting kiss upon his salty forehead.

Lingering a second, she pulled away ever so silently. Kissing Dean in any form was dangerous, it provoked emotions and desires that were forbidden by the confines of their friendship.

Heart picking up it's pace in her chest, Haley pulled back just enough to meet his emerald eyes waiting for her. No threat lying in their gaze at first, but as the stare lingered a heat began to form and simmer.

Following her hearts desire while going against her better judgment, Haley let her lips fall to his.

Together they came as soft skin tenderly met in an embrace. Irretrievable love and devotion stirred as their lips basked together before release. Then found each other again, like a quiet hunger in the dark.

Haley felt Dean's strong hands find her shoulders, before he gently but firmly pushed her back from him.

Stern emerald eyes pinned her as her lashes fluttered back open.

"We agreed that wasn't a good idea." Dean reminded her, and by the look in his eyes, he was reminding himself too.

Staring at a man her heart wanted but for countless reasons couldn't have, not in that way, Haley nodded silently. Agreeing she remembered.

Pulling back from him, stale air filled her nose where his musky smell once warmed her.

Doors slam, Lights black, You're gone, Come back, Stay gone, Stay clean,

I need you to need me

Staring at Dean across from her as his cautious eyes held, Haley felt her heart bolden. Why not? It asked her. What's holding you back now? Obligation and loyalty disappeared in the cool early dawn hours years ago. No links bound her hands anymore, only invisible ones they both left themselves tied up in.

Dressed in his oversized flannel shirt for the night as if she were already his. Her delicate lady fingers found the top button. Her finger tips hesitated, as she watched Dean's eyes narrow in on her with question, his eyebrow rose with the same expression.

This time her heart didn't want to back down. It wanted him and as they say, the heart wants what the heart wants. Full of inner certainty, her fingers began their task. Slowly, painstakingly, unbuttoning one button after another. Not revealing anything more then a sliver of her creamy skin that lie in the crevasse between the loosened fabric.

Licking her lips to moisten her pout, Haley spoke up enlightened. "And what if I said, I changed my mind?" Haley questioned him, never backing down. While vulnerability hung in her eyes, praying without words he wouldn't reject her.

Their eyes held as Dean's brow knitted together with her unforeseen actions. Dazed at the stunning gift she was offering him, he sat frozen for a moment. Torn, Dean knew he shouldn't give in, for countless reasons, but looking into her piercing eyes while hearing her say she wanted him. Dean felt himself wanting to give into the same feelings he always fought to quiet.

A huff fluttered his chest as a mouthwatering smirk took control of his face. Leaning forward, he drew closer to her, pulled by cosmic forces and his pounding heart.

Inches from her face, Dean's penetrating emerald eyes pinned her as his hot breath splashed her face. "Then I'd have to say… maybe I did to." He admitted his hearts desire.

Their eyes interlocked as the wall that held them apart for so long crumbled in their gaze.

A bursting smile shot across Haley's face like a comet racing across the night sky, inspired by his words and confirmation.

In an instant, finally without hesitance they came together. Dean claimed her pout within his own with the burning hunger that called her name.

Their kisses were heated and bursting from the heart while sensual on the lips.

As if in slow motion, Haley's back fell onto the mattress, Dean came with her connected at the lips.

Quietly they came together with a love that had always been and yet slowly over time had grown and blossomed into something more.

That dark quiet night they become like one, with a lifetime of history and a newfound freedom to express.

So we're bound to linger on, We drink the fatal dropThen love until we bleed, Then fall apart in parts

Kleerup feat. Lykke Li, "Until we bleed"