baby, you know I'm gonna leave you

[ourslutty_yoda]

Ruby forwent stealing a car for the less than five minute walk. She liked being outside, she liked feeling the cool wind against the back of her neck, she even liked everything being dark. It made her feel safer, the shadows had never scared her, nor what was behind them.

Her heels click click clicked along the asphalt and then the sidewalk as she

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[prettywhnbroken]

Dean sat against the headboard, shirtless with his legs stretched out in front of him and crossed at the ankles. He drummed some Blue Oyster Cult on his leg and idly watched some ancient, black and white horror movie on the TV. Ruby was curled up asleep next to him. As always he felt like he was twenty one again. He wasn't sure how Ruby did it but she had that effect on him.

[ourslutty_yoda]

Ruby stirred slightly, sighing in her sleep before stretching lazily and shifting her weight before resting her head on his chest and yawning. She wrapped one arm around around waist and smiled up at him.

"Burnin' for You," she commented sleepily, referencing the drumming on his leg. "You gonna serenade me, sweetheart?"

[prettywhnbroken]

"What do you think I'm doing, Darlin'?" Dean smirked as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled a blanket up to wrap her in. "Sleep good?"

[ourslutty_yoda]

"Mmm, sore," she said. It was the usual response he got from her and he still hadn't figured it out. Which worked just fine for her.

[prettywhnbroken]

Dean ran his fingertips over her bare shoulder. "Bath tub's clean we could take a hot bath later if you want."

[ourslutty_yoda]

Ruby grinned at him and nodded, shifting again to rest higher on his chest. "Where's the food?"

This was so second-nature for them it was beyond easy to just get back into the swing of things. "Better be Chinese..."

[prettywhnbroken]

"Who do you think I am?" Dean smirked. "One of your boys you pick up?"

He rolled his eyes and grinned. "It's over on the dresser." He shifted, getting out of bed. He retrieved the boxes of takeout and two pairs of chopsticks then carried it back over to the bed and sat down.

[ourslutty_yoda]

Ruby grabbed the chopsticks out of his hands with a grin and then proceeded to grab the box of lo mein noodles out of his hands. Oh he was good to her, she'd admit that.

"Please," she said as she opened the box and twirled some noodles around her chopsticks. "The boys I pick up are grade A American prime rib and, babe, you're good but he can go for days."

[prettywhnbroken]

Dean opened the box of sweet and sour chicken and rice. He used his chopsticks surprisingly skillfully. He and Ruby had eaten Chinese more than a few times.

"Yet you keep comin' back to me," he smirked.

[ourslutty_yoda]

"Yeah, I keep going to him too," she retorted, smirking back at him. If only he knew...

Personally, she thought it- with the resemblance and all- was wicked funny. Definitely one of her high moments in her not-life. And funny.

She clearly had a weakness for a certain type of guy.

"Besides, who am I to say no to you?"

[prettywhnbroken]

"Damn straight," Dean grinned.

Personally when he found out he was going to think it was all kinds of fucked up. They put shit like that on the Jerry Springer show.

[ourslutty_yoda]

Rolling her eyes, she laughed for a minute. God, he was adorable. All dorky in his over-compensating... it was just so damn cute!

Which he'd probably complain about if she told him so. Again. So she didn't, choosing to focus on her noodles.

[prettywhnbroken]

Dean was content to focus on his chicken and the cheesy horror movie that he'd seen a thousand times.

"I love this part," he said with a full mouth, pointing at the screen with his chopsticks. "The old lady looks like a real life witch from Snow White. Sammy used to-"

He stopped realizing he'd said Sam's name. He furrowed his brow, was quiet for a moment then he stuffed more chicken in his mouth so that he couldn't talk anymore.

[ourslutty_yoda]

"Sam happens." Yeah, she'd just used Sam in the place of shit, but whatever, it wasn't like that was what she thought of him. She sort of meant: just finish the story and get it over with.

[prettywhnbroken]

Dean chewed his food for a moment. "He used to watch Snow White all the damn time. He's the one who pointed out the hag looked like that witch."

He sighed and squared his jaw, poking at his chicken with his chopsticks as he focused entirely too much on the bad movie.

[ourslutty_yoda]

"And I bet you're the one who said she'd get what was coming." She almost sighed, but she didn't- opting to grab one of his chicken pieces instead.

"He's okay, you know. He's not fine- but he's..." She shrugged, trailing off.