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[the_impala_kid]

Who needs sleep these days?

"If you woke up one morning and found me in your bed, what's the first thing you'd think or say?"

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[faiththatfuelsu]

Hey, you.

[the_impala_kid]

*he smiles, half-awake*

Hey, baby.

[faiththatfuelsu]

Need aspirin?

*She had the benefit of Slayer healing as a hangover cure. He, however, did not.*

[the_impala_kid]

You say that like you're assumin that I'm all hungover.

*he gives her a look*

Not bein chipper doesn't mean hungover, baby. Preferrin' to sleep for another two hours to gettin' up don't mean hungover, either.

[faiththatfuelsu]

Figured I'd cover my bases. I could always tell you to get your own damn aspirin the next time you are hungover if my askin' bothers you this much.

*There's a smirk on her face that she probably shouldn't be wearing this early in the morning when he's still in the middle of waking up. Then again, he'll still be in the "middle of waking up" for another three hours or so, or until they find some damn strong coffee.*

[the_impala_kid]

How sweet and carin' of you, baby.

*he settles back down into his pillows, getting comfortable again*

There a reason you're up so early? *he makes a half-hearted grab for her. He'd like to snuggle, but moving's for suckers*

[faiththatfuelsu]

I'm a damn saint.

*She shrugs and lays against him with a small grin. There's really no good reason she's awake especially when Dean is there, and naked, and his hair is sticking out in crazy angles. It's a hard thing to resist.* Must be havin' an off day.

[the_impala_kid]

You're a damn somethin.

*he pulls her close, wrapping his arms around her, hugging her tight for a moment before getting her settled* Aw, baby, it's just started. It's too early to call it yet.

[faiththatfuelsu]

Watch it, Winchester.

*She settles against him, her ear pressed to his chest and the steady beat of his heart before a small yawn escapes her.* Woman's intuition, then.