TM: 270 Thirteen
Dean was giving her that puppy look. The one where his lip jutted out just slightly and his eyes got all weepy looking. She hated that particular look because for some reason she wound up giving into him. Which he would gloat about later on in the evening in the middle of something that had nothing to do with the prior. She sucked in her breath and rolled her eyes.
"Bloody hell. Fine. We'll watch this stupid American past time movie."
Oh yes, Dean won. He settled with her on the couch and she simply stared at the movie with a quirked brow. Friday the 14th wasn't a movie she was interested in seeing, however she was appeasing the poor boy beside her, seemed this was a tradition that he had, every friday the thirteenth, he'd watch the whole set of these movies.There were what? Seven? Eight? She'd lost track after the fifth.
"I can see why you like these movies now."
"I told you, you'd learn to appreciate the campiness that is Jason."
"No, I see enough naked women having sex to know as a teenager this truly must have been your favorite movies."
Dean looked at her "HEY!" He was trying to act offended but knew that was a half truth "Well, maybe. but I was a teen! Growing boys like these things." Bela rolled her eyes and started out of the room, to which Dean followed. "I like it for Jason now, because dude he's awesome."
Bela looked at him and laughed. "I do believe you have a idol."
"You may be right." He grinned and tugged her close. "Get over here."
Bela smiled very coyly and gave him a quick kiss before sauntering into the bathroom. "Make yourself comforable Dean. It is after all, after midnight. You know what day that means."
"Valentine's Day." Dean groaned a bit but shut up as soon as he saw the bra drop outside the door. Jason? Jason, who?
Bela Talbot, Supernatural, 364 words.
"Bloody hell. Fine. We'll watch this stupid American past time movie."
Oh yes, Dean won. He settled with her on the couch and she simply stared at the movie with a quirked brow. Friday the 14th wasn't a movie she was interested in seeing, however she was appeasing the poor boy beside her, seemed this was a tradition that he had, every friday the thirteenth, he'd watch the whole set of these movies.There were what? Seven? Eight? She'd lost track after the fifth.
"I can see why you like these movies now."
"I told you, you'd learn to appreciate the campiness that is Jason."
"No, I see enough naked women having sex to know as a teenager this truly must have been your favorite movies."
Dean looked at her "HEY!" He was trying to act offended but knew that was a half truth "Well, maybe. but I was a teen! Growing boys like these things." Bela rolled her eyes and started out of the room, to which Dean followed. "I like it for Jason now, because dude he's awesome."
Bela looked at him and laughed. "I do believe you have a idol."
"You may be right." He grinned and tugged her close. "Get over here."
Bela smiled very coyly and gave him a quick kiss before sauntering into the bathroom. "Make yourself comforable Dean. It is after all, after midnight. You know what day that means."
"Valentine's Day." Dean groaned a bit but shut up as soon as he saw the bra drop outside the door. Jason? Jason, who?
Bela Talbot, Supernatural, 364 words.