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Heeeeeey. Hey, hey, hey, no. Chica, come on. You know I haven't exactly mastered the whole comfort thing when it comes to stuff like this. But hey, your friends are going to understand. So what if you take a while to get your tagging mojo back, they aren't going to ditch you! And look, you've got that one uber motivational one being all encouraging about stuff! No smoulder has been broken, it's fine!

Just... one little thing. I'm glad you're all excited about this AU stuff and all-- no, wait, don' t look at me like that. Okay, I'm excited, too, but the whole slowly going insane thing while dream-dating my not-boyfriend? Not exactly sure that's very romantic or... normal. Also probably not going to win me cool points with the incubus. Could we just talk about this first?

Please?

Hellooooo? Oh, girl, you did NOT just do the innocent whistle and eye roll move. That's it. Come here--!

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Should I be jealous?

Yes. Yes you should. [Not even an OUNCE of hesitation there.]

Aaaaaaare you jealous, Winchester?!

I don't know. I had a dream-date with a not-boyfriend once, and it didn't end so hot.

Are you telling me slowly going insane for Mr. Sandman's going to be better than what we've got going on? Choose your words carefully because you're about to get in my car, and that's like, a life changing experience.

... Should I be jealous?

DUDE! For one, P. sure Mr. Sandman is his dad. Also he's a rock star. Also glowy green eyes! You just have ... intensely sugoi, pretty princess eyes. And I'm not in your car yet so right now, bonus points to Galen Howard. Catch up.

Since we're dragging other things into this, yeah, actually. Totally banged him in the back of my car once.

[So there. Take that, glowy green eyes. And he might be... Yeah, that's a scowl.]

Hey, you're the pretty... princess. [Crap.]

Woah, WOAH-- Details!? Pics or it didn't happen! GTFO. OMFG.

[............................ Dean. Deanpls. Now she's lmfao'ing at you] NICE! Smooth. That really, really stung.

[Yeah, yeah. Knock it off.]

I thought you were going to be jealous about him. [He's only sulking a little.]

I waaaaaaaas and then you had to go and stir up the inner fangirl. Nice work. This is your fault. Awwwwh your dumb face, you want me to be jealous. Oooooh.

I don't -- Shut up!

[D:<]

I'm way cooler than all of those guys, okay?

Awwwwh! Oh my god, don't pout. Don't make that face. Cutiepie McAppledumpling, I can't even handle the sad face. Quit it! It's not your fault you don't front an amazing band or have crotch lasers.

... The fact that I forgot that was gonna happen probably doesn't bode well, does it?

Probs not. Not good. Very not good. Maybe if I just concentrate really hard on dreaming about toasters--

Hey. I don't think it works like that. And also? I'm pretty sure it would take like, years for me to have that bad of an effect on you. I think we're gonna be okay.

[Smiiiiiiiiiirk] You said we.

Did I? I meant... nah, I meant we.

'Kay, cool, just checking. [Don't be weird! Don't be weird!] At least if I did start going a little crazy, the change wouldn't even be noticeable!

[.... That counts as weird, moron. Facepalm.]

C'mon, I'd notice. And you bet I'd try to stop it.

Okay, can you just try to stop being the best ever for five seconds? You're giving Winchester a complex. He's gonna burst a blood vessel or something with all this jealousy! Look at him!

Ha, considering he'd prrrobably shoot me if he could, I think I'm okay with that.

You just behave yourself over here.

Hey, man, I'm just doing what I do. Everybody has nightmares.

Over my dead body-- wow. That was more foreboding than it sounded in my head. Um. Just gonna ... [Knock on this wooden table for the sake of not jinxing that.]

Uh -- yeah, yikes. Let's just hope no shooting happens, like, ever, cuz I'm being good.

Way good! Super good! I keep telling people, no one listens! Dark Faecists. Where the hell did I put my brass knuckles?

Eh, I'm used to it. It gets kinda funny after a while, actually -- like, I get the shittiest looks from light fae sometimes, and I'm like dude, I just wanna come in and use your washroom.

Yeah, no, that's not funny. That's bullshit. If I'm not going to let these holier-than-thou assholes treat me like nothing more than an adorable entree? I sure as hell won't tolerate them treating you like the bad guy. That goes for other humans and peeps that think you're gonna slip, too. [CoughJESSEcough. She shrugs.] I trust you.

[ :3 ] Well -- thanks. As long as there's a handful of people who treat me like a normal guy, I can deal. Even if they don't trust me sometimes. [ coughJESSECOUGH ]

Whoa whoa whoa. Dream-dating your not-boyfriend? The incubus needs to know about that one.

He's leaving! He's leaving and we almost DIED! It was awesome. So ... dream-visits. Dream dates. Not-boyfriend? [Awkward hand gestures--] Does the incubus really need to know about this? Really!?

[ He's ignoring that question because duh, of course he needs to know. ] Are we forgetting that his dreams ain't exactly dreams?

Well how else am I gonna see him!? So what if the occasional zombie pops out of nowhere? I can take it! You do not know real fear until you see a creepy mesmer in leather manties, okay? This is nothing.

... Ew, see, that's a mental image I didn't need, sweet thing. [ Nose wrinkle. ] Look, m'just saying that I can barely take his nightmares, and y'know what I am. You better be careful.

[Smiiiiiiiiiiiiirk] YOU'RE SO WORRIED! Oh my god. This is adorable. Dude, no, it's cool. It's not like he's going to be eating my brains, it's just visits. Like... minor scare factor. You're a totes different case with that stuff. [And that would be a knowing grin.]

[ EYE ROLL ] Y'never know when shit like that is gonna go wrong. It's like dangling a nice warm human in front of a potentially hungry vampire and telling them to ballroom dance or some shit. [ A beat. He points at her. ] And that part is because I get hungry fast. Shh.

[Smacking that finger point away!] Reaaaally not helping helping your own case with all this. So basically I should just be scared of both of you for the rest of ever? Is that what you're getting at? Because that's not happening!

I'll just risk the 0.000078% chance that something goes wrong rather than wait for him to comeback and he totes forgot about me.

Oi, no, I ain't saying that! M'saying it's good t'have a healthy fear of both of us, which is different. Neither of us would hurt you on purpose, love, trust me. [ He shrugs. ] And he ain't gonna forget about you. He likes you.

What good is having a healthy fear if he just wants to eat it, anyway?! I'll just be fearless and totally un-sexy and everyone stays safe and happy. Best plan! [Also totally not blushing about the 'he likes you'-- shut up, Jesse!]

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