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“I call sleeping with (F/n),” Dean deadpanned.
“Sorry, lover boy, that would be too easy,” you laughed, sliding off your stool, and then looked up at Ash, “You up for sleeping Epic Party Style?”
He grinned, “Oh come on, when have you ever know me not to be? I’ll grab the pillows and some extra blankets.”
As Ash went off, you turned back to the brothers, who were looking at you a little confused, to explain, “You guys can take Ash’s bed and the couch. Ash and I will take the pool table.”
“Wait. So you’ll sleep with mullet boy but not with me?” Dean complained incredulously.
You smirked, “One, he may have a mullet but he’s also a genius, in my book that's two major things he’s got going for him and two, I’ve known Ash long enough to know he's not going to pull anything, unlike you he’s a perfect gentlemen."
Just then you remembered what had happened earlier and hastily added, "Ninety-five percent of the time," before continuing, "Not to mention the fact that whatever was going through your mind would basically be incest since he and I pretty much siblings.”
Dean floundered for a second before scrunching up his face, “The mullet? Really?”
“What can I say? On Ash it looks so sexy it’s down right criminal.”
“Damn straight it is!” Ash boasted happily as he skipped toward the pool table with his stack of bedding, depositing it there before skipping back over to you. Dean just shook his head, speechless, while Sam chuckled and grabbed his brother's arm to tug him in the direction of Ash’s Man Cave, “Come on, Dean. I think you’ve been rejected enough times for one night.”
“Night, Sammy,” you giggled smiling and wiggling your fingers at him before pulling your mouth into a frown to glare at his brother, “Dean.”
Ash tossed an arm over your shoulder, careful to avoid your injuries, “Only known them a day and you already know exactly how to push both their buttons and get away with it. Impressive.”
You smiled, letting your eyes linger on the retreating Winchesters.
“I like them. My kind of people,” you stated happily before looking up at Ash. He smiled back at you, flipped his mullet, and then said, “Come on. Let’s get on with the epic party.”
“And by 'epic party' you mean fully clothed, uninterrupted sleep. Right?”
“Of course.”
“Good.”
A few minutes later you were lying next to each other on the pool table, staring at the ceiling just like you had so many times before.
“Ash?”
“Hmm?”
“Thanks for always being there for me, it means a lot to me.”
“I’d never leave a fellow epic partier. No matter what.”
“You know I love you, right?”
“Yeah, I know. I love you too.”
“Good.”
“Now rest up. The world needs you at one hundred percent.”
You chuckled sleepily, “Night, Ash-Ash”
“Night, Moon-Pie”
“Sorry, lover boy, that would be too easy,” you laughed, sliding off your stool, and then looked up at Ash, “You up for sleeping Epic Party Style?”
He grinned, “Oh come on, when have you ever know me not to be? I’ll grab the pillows and some extra blankets.”
As Ash went off, you turned back to the brothers, who were looking at you a little confused, to explain, “You guys can take Ash’s bed and the couch. Ash and I will take the pool table.”
“Wait. So you’ll sleep with mullet boy but not with me?” Dean complained incredulously.
You smirked, “One, he may have a mullet but he’s also a genius, in my book that's two major things he’s got going for him and two, I’ve known Ash long enough to know he's not going to pull anything, unlike you he’s a perfect gentlemen."
Just then you remembered what had happened earlier and hastily added, "Ninety-five percent of the time," before continuing, "Not to mention the fact that whatever was going through your mind would basically be incest since he and I pretty much siblings.”
Dean floundered for a second before scrunching up his face, “The mullet? Really?”
“What can I say? On Ash it looks so sexy it’s down right criminal.”
“Damn straight it is!” Ash boasted happily as he skipped toward the pool table with his stack of bedding, depositing it there before skipping back over to you. Dean just shook his head, speechless, while Sam chuckled and grabbed his brother's arm to tug him in the direction of Ash’s Man Cave, “Come on, Dean. I think you’ve been rejected enough times for one night.”
“Night, Sammy,” you giggled smiling and wiggling your fingers at him before pulling your mouth into a frown to glare at his brother, “Dean.”
Ash tossed an arm over your shoulder, careful to avoid your injuries, “Only known them a day and you already know exactly how to push both their buttons and get away with it. Impressive.”
You smiled, letting your eyes linger on the retreating Winchesters.
“I like them. My kind of people,” you stated happily before looking up at Ash. He smiled back at you, flipped his mullet, and then said, “Come on. Let’s get on with the epic party.”
“And by 'epic party' you mean fully clothed, uninterrupted sleep. Right?”
“Of course.”
“Good.”
A few minutes later you were lying next to each other on the pool table, staring at the ceiling just like you had so many times before.
“Ash?”
“Hmm?”
“Thanks for always being there for me, it means a lot to me.”
“I’d never leave a fellow epic partier. No matter what.”
“You know I love you, right?”
“Yeah, I know. I love you too.”
“Good.”
“Now rest up. The world needs you at one hundred percent.”
You chuckled sleepily, “Night, Ash-Ash”
“Night, Moon-Pie”
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For some reason this chapter went heavily in the Ash direction. I apologize for nothing since I adore Ash. Now I'm going to go get some sleep epic party style and I will see y'all in the morning.
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