Cason tried to follow Nat’s eyes, as they darted all around the carnival, looking for what she wanted to ride. He cringed a bit at a few people his eyes scanned across that seemed to be losing all of their dinner to a trashcan. Suddenly, Nat pointed and Cason sighed with relief that he didn’t have to stay in place and mingle too long. Kids creeped him out a bit.
“That looks absolutely horrible. I’m in.”, he laughed, leaning in close to her ear,as she chose. He laced his fingers in hers as she grabbed his hand and ran off to the rollercoaster. Truthfully, he was tempted to sit this one out. As if cars weren’t bad enough, this rickety thing looked like an absolute death trap for his vessel. But then again, he couldn’t leave Nat alone on that thing. He would have to attempt to let her have ‘fun’.
As they approached the coaster, he climbed up the shaky platform with her, and led her in by her hand to her seat. He quickly sat down beside her and pulled the bar down over his lap, “Hold on tight. I don’t want you getting flung out of this thing. I’m pretty sure teenagers built it.”, he teased, holding onto the bar with one hand, and reaching a hand over to rest against her knee, just in case he needed to poof them out of the thing.
When the ride was over, Cason flattened his hair as best he could and looked over at Nat, a wider than normal smile on his face as he beamed over the fun she was already having. The ride attendent came over and wrenched the lapbar up off their legs, quickly moving on to the next seat behind them. Cason picked up Nat’s hand, and helped her out of the coaster, “So, that was something. What did you think?”
Dean spun Mika around as she commented on how much he surprised her. It was part of his charm, most of the time. No matter how long they had known each other, he always found ways to make her smile, and to make her eyebrows raise, at least a bit. He was more successful in making Bobby do the same. He laughed, and pulled her close to his chest, touching noses with her as the song continued, “Well, if I didn’t surprise you then I would be boring. And boring is not what I plan to do with my second chance, you know? I work too much. I drink too much, and not for fun. The least I can do is to take my best girl out for a little dancing…”
He pushed her out from his body, and quickly pulled her back, pressing his hand against her lower back as they danced. He leaned in close to her ear once again, “And I owe you a bit of fun, after the last couple of weeks. I haven’t been there, and I’ve been selfish…not that that is anything new, but I wanted to make it up to you. So, thank you for coming out with me tonight.”
Dean pulled back from her ear, and touched noses with her again with a smile. Even in a sweaty, smoky, and loud bar, somehow it felt like they were the only ones in the room. She just kinda made it that way, by existing.
Anna sighed as Sam brought her close to his chest. She could hear his heart beating in his chest, and she closed her eyes so that she could concentrate on the strong beat that hammered against her ear. His words were so gentle, and vibrated beneath her face, but she could hear them clearly through her other ear and she slowly wrapped her arm around his bicep, holding onto him for dear life. He considered her human. She was clearly not a human, and was clearly more of a hazard than he was, due to the demon blood that she decided not to drink but was still screaming at her to come back to.
It made her feel like some sort of monster. What if Cason got too close on a day that she was struggling? Would she drink him dry? Would the group just let her? Would she turn into some sort of bomb afterward, like she had with the other demons she had massacred? She shook her head, but as she felt Sam’s fingers against her forehead, she sighed, trying to relax into the safety of just being in his arms again, and the warmth of his fingers against her skin. He wanted to be there through the times when she could potentially kill him. He wanted to stick around even though it was wildly dangerous to be around her. He needed her…
“You need me.”, she confirmed out loud without even realizing it at first. She opened her eyes and stared up at his face as she sniffled, “We’re…we’re stronger together.”
As she confirmed his words, she reached her hand up to brush her fingers across his lips, and a tiny smile appeared on her own, “You’re stubborn. You’re stubborn and I should have known that…but Lilith. I believe what she said, and I want to know that you’ll do whatever you need to to stay safe. I would never forgive myself if she hurt you. I would probably kill every single person on this planet, somehow…”
After spending most of the evening in bed, Duke finally unwrapped his arms from around Esme and threw his legs over the edge of the bed with a huff. He picked up his jeans, slipped them over his legs, standing up and jumping to pull them all the way up, “Someone has to be responsible here and get out of the bed, and I’m breaking free of your spell. You’re a sex witch.”, he teased with a laugh, grabbing a fresh t-shirt from his bag and tossing it over his head.
“So, I’m getting dressed, and you’re not allowed to touch me until we leave this room.”, he teased once more, pointing at her. Even just standing there while she laid in bed, he was tempted to just climb back in with her and kiss her. He was already exhausted, and hungry, and honestly a little thirsty…but he didn’t care. She was truly like some type of witch, or maybe it was the lingering crush he had held onto for so many years being validated, that made him feel so crazy.
Duke shoved his feet in his boots and tapped on the top of the table as he walked by it. And finally he brought up the one thing he didn’t want to do…leave the room, “We really do need to go get your car. Inevitably they’re gonna move on from here, once they get all their business finished and all that, and you’ll need a ride unless you wanna be stuck with me.”, he explained awkwardly, quickly darting his mind away from the prospect of leaving before it even invaded.