and you rip out all I have just to say that you've won;

[hetero]

[ It's Valentine's Day and Dean is on Cas' doorstep, taking a moment to compose himself into the cool kid everyone knows and loves. He pops his dad's leather jacket's collar up; it's too big for him, but it's obvious he's trying hard to fill it.

There's no reason to be nervous. They're friends and they've always been friends. So he finally knocks on the door. ]

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[deism]

[ i g n o r i n g him in favor of frowning a little petulantly ]

I would have gotten you something nice.

[hetero]

[ He takes that ignoring as a sign he should have gotten Cas something....... ]

Yeah? Like what? I bet I'd get you something better.

[deism]

No.

[ tossing his head back a little to stare at him directly ] That would be impossible.

[hetero]

[ He raises an eyebrow and takes that staring challenge. ]

You probably don't even know what kinda gifts are appropriate.

[deism]

As long as you like it, I don't care if it's appropriate. [ a little snooty at that. "appropriateness" was for chumps. ]

[hetero]

So, what, you'd get me porn mags?

[deism]

You still require them?

[hetero]

Well, you haven't put out yet. A guy's gotta keep himself entertained. [ No he's joking he's joking. ]

[deism]

[ why would you ]

Two options, then.

[hetero]

... What are they?

[deism]

I "put out."

Or I "watch" you pleasure "yourself" on busticious beautiful Asians.

[hetero]

[ He coughs a few times. ]

Why would you wanna watch?

[deism]

Is there any reason why I should not?

[hetero]

It's private time for a reason. And you'd just get horny...ier, so we'd be back to the same place.

So basically you're just giving me one option.

[deism]

I never said I would put out.

[ but he has the faint outline of a smirk ] For the second option.

[hetero]

What kinda guy would I be to leave you sexually frustrated? ... Though you already sound like you are.

You're still a virgin, aren't you?

[deism]

It is getting dark. [ abruptly walking back to the car now, except tugging along dean by the hand ]

[hetero]

[ He rolls his eyes and follows, only letting go to get into the car. ]

You want me to take you home now? I'll get a kiss on the porch, right?

[deism]

In the car.

My family might see.

[hetero]

[ He hums slightly in acknowledgement. He would have to accept Cas breaking all of the teenage romance rules in order to not get killed by his family. He starts the car and begins pulling out of the forest. ]

You know, if you're still... wanting to tell someone, I don't mind it. As long as it's not someone who'll hunt me down.

[deism]

[ a considerate pause as he goes through all his friends ]

I do not know anyone like that. Except Sam. But you would want to tell Sam yourself.

[hetero]

[ He looks away at that, because he is certainly not telling Sam as long as he can keep it from him. ]

Well, I'm glad the people you know love me so much.

[deism]

Our mutual friends may take it more kindly.

I feel Ash would be excited at the thought.

[hetero]

... Don't put it like that, it's creepy. Ash has a big mouth, anyway. You know he'd tell Jo, and she'd tell her mom... it'd probably get back to my dad.

[deism]

You may tell anyone or not tell anyone you wish about our relationship.

Our mutual friends are more your friends. My bond with them is... less profound.