Date: 20 Jan 2016 22:17 (UTC)
heavenonearth: (.034)
[ oh for heavens sake - he rolls his eyes. ]

I provided you with plenty.

[ however much of a brat dean might be, however, he isn't budging, even if he's tilting his head against the pillow enough to deliver an even, withering stare. his thumb still moves in idle patterns against dean's warm, bare skin. ]
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