Dean
She smiles at me, and I inwardly thank my good looks and charm. “I would absolutely adore one.” She grabs my hand, and I try not to be surprised, instead playing it off with a cool smile. So, she's obviously a little into me. I could use this to my advantage...purely for questioning purposes. Of course.
“Quite a turnout. It must have been the flyers all around campus that read Free Booze that did it.” She giggles at her words as we head towards a pretty empty table, with some unopened beers, that overlooks the 'dance floor'. Grabbing one, I pop it open and drink some, looking at her over the top.
"Well, at least it's not boring," I add, gesturing towards some guy breakdancing in the middle of the floor. "I mean, where could you get entertainment like that?" I start the whole small talk thing, I need to sort of warm her up before I start questioning.
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I watch with great interest as he takes a beer off the table and pops the top easily. Tilting it back I grin at his easiness. A lot of guys get nervous and all babbly around me, but not him. He’s as cool as a cucumber. He must be quite the ladies man. I tilt my head slightly to the sign as I try to figure out his agenda. "Well, at least it's not boring," He admonishes while indicating some guy attempting to dance. Key word there…attempting. Those moves were cool…back in 1987.
"I mean, where could you get entertainment like that?" I giggle at the sight and then retort, “Well, he is a very talented individual. I wonder how he gets his back to bend like that… His girlfriend is a very lucky woman.” I add while smirking. Needing to get this show on the road I begin my line of questioning, “So.. Is your brother here?” Angel might need to tail him later. Afraid he would get the wrong idea I add. “I just didn’t see him with you. I was wondering if he was your ride.”
Yeah I’ll play the damsel in distress later if this works out. Oh you know the line… My girlfriend left me and now I don’t have a ride home. Very obvious yes, but also affective.
I watch with great interest as he takes a beer off the table and pops the top easily. Tilting it back I grin at his easiness. A lot of guys get nervous and all babbly around me, but not him. He’s as cool as a cucumber. He must be quite the ladies man. I tilt my head slightly to the sign as I try to figure out his agenda. "Well, at least it's not boring," He admonishes while indicating some guy attempting to dance. Key word there…attempting. Those moves were cool…back in 1987.
"I mean, where could you get entertainment like that?" I giggle at the sight and then retort, “Well, he is a very talented individual. I wonder how he gets his back to bend like that… His girlfriend is a very lucky woman.” I add while smirking. Needing to get this show on the road I begin my line of questioning, “So.. Is your brother here?” Angel might need to tail him later. Afraid he would get the wrong idea I add. “I just didn’t see him with you. I was wondering if he was your ride.”
Yeah I’ll play the damsel in distress later if this works out. Oh you know the line… My girlfriend left me and now I don’t have a ride home. Very obvious yes, but also affective.
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I laugh at her joke about the guy dancing like is't 1987, taking another sip of my beer. Then she completely changes the subject.
“So.. Is your brother here?" What? Where did that come from? I mean, she hasn't met my brother. Weird. "I just didn’t see him with you. I was wondering if he was your ride.” Okay, not so weird, keep cool Dean, she's just pulling the old, 'i might need a ride' thing. I've seen it before.
"Well, I drove him here, but he's probably going home with his girlfriend, why?" I say, acting completely unsuspecting.
I laugh at her joke about the guy dancing like is't 1987, taking another sip of my beer. Then she completely changes the subject.
“So.. Is your brother here?" What? Where did that come from? I mean, she hasn't met my brother. Weird. "I just didn’t see him with you. I was wondering if he was your ride.” Okay, not so weird, keep cool Dean, she's just pulling the old, 'i might need a ride' thing. I've seen it before.
"Well, I drove him here, but he's probably going home with his girlfriend, why?" I say, acting completely unsuspecting.
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"Well, I drove him here, but he's probably going home with his girlfriend, why?" He questions and I can tell his interest is peaked. He’s just as suspicious of me as I am of him. “Well, you told me you was crashing at his place so I was just seeing if you dragged him down here.” I tease with an innocent smile. “Obviously you are not your brothers keeper.” I laugh as I take a beer of the table. Opening it was a snap ,but I probably should have asked him to do it.
Isn‘t that what chicks do? They get the men to open their bottles. I glare at the drink that was bound to get me in trouble. It‘s hard to pretend I‘m just some average girl without super powers. It gets pure frustrating at times. “Plus, I didn’t want to get stranded. I came here with a friend ,but he has the tendency to leave me without saying goodbye.” Ain’t that the truth. So far so good. I haven’t had to outright lie. Just exaggerate the truth a bit. Taking a sip I let the fuzzy bubbles do their job.
"Well, I drove him here, but he's probably going home with his girlfriend, why?" He questions and I can tell his interest is peaked. He’s just as suspicious of me as I am of him. “Well, you told me you was crashing at his place so I was just seeing if you dragged him down here.” I tease with an innocent smile. “Obviously you are not your brothers keeper.” I laugh as I take a beer of the table. Opening it was a snap ,but I probably should have asked him to do it.
Isn‘t that what chicks do? They get the men to open their bottles. I glare at the drink that was bound to get me in trouble. It‘s hard to pretend I‘m just some average girl without super powers. It gets pure frustrating at times. “Plus, I didn’t want to get stranded. I came here with a friend ,but he has the tendency to leave me without saying goodbye.” Ain’t that the truth. So far so good. I haven’t had to outright lie. Just exaggerate the truth a bit. Taking a sip I let the fuzzy bubbles do their job.
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“Well, you told me you was crashing at his place so I was just seeing if you dragged him down here. Obviously you are not your brothers keeper.” I look at her, matching her teasing smirk almost perfectly. There is no way I'm Sam's keeper. I mean, he's got his own life, I just need his help to fight the demons. And that's the end of that.
I watch as she effortlessly opens a bottle of beer, better than a normal girl can, and grow slightly suspicious but try not to show it. And then she comes in with the answer I predicted. “Plus, I didn’t want to get stranded. I came here with a friend ,but he has the tendency to leave me without saying goodbye.”
Smiling at her, I know that's what she was planning the whole time. And, well, it would be much easier to get information out of her, if I was to drive her home.
"So, does that mean you need a ride when you leave? Because I can give you one," I say completely innocently. And then quiz you for information with ease helped by my manly charms.
“Well, you told me you was crashing at his place so I was just seeing if you dragged him down here. Obviously you are not your brothers keeper.” I look at her, matching her teasing smirk almost perfectly. There is no way I'm Sam's keeper. I mean, he's got his own life, I just need his help to fight the demons. And that's the end of that.
I watch as she effortlessly opens a bottle of beer, better than a normal girl can, and grow slightly suspicious but try not to show it. And then she comes in with the answer I predicted. “Plus, I didn’t want to get stranded. I came here with a friend ,but he has the tendency to leave me without saying goodbye.”
Smiling at her, I know that's what she was planning the whole time. And, well, it would be much easier to get information out of her, if I was to drive her home.
"So, does that mean you need a ride when you leave? Because I can give you one," I say completely innocently. And then quiz you for information with ease helped by my manly charms.
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"So, does that mean you need a ride when you leave? Because I can give you one," He offers sweetly. Hmmm. I look up to meet his eyes ,and I see a glimmer of recognition. He’s been in the game longer than I would have thought. He seemed to know I was going to play that card. “I just may.” I reply noncommittally. “Let’s see where the night takes us.” I add throwing a flair of mystery in there. I don’t want the guy to think I’m itching to go home with him. That would give off a little more of the vibe then I was intending.
Damn, I’ve been out of the dating thing longer than I realized. As a chick you need to come off as friendly ,but not too overbearing. Assessable but by no means easy. Outgoing but not a party girl. I swear how did I do it before? Oh yeah I went out with guys hundreds of years older than me. In my own defense Riley was the all American perfect guy to bring home to Momma. Course he actually turned out to be working for the Initiative. Yeah this isn’t looking to bright. Have I never tried to go out with a guy that doesn’t have a secret?
Scanning Dean’s well hid expression I inwardly sigh. Nope. Taking another sip I let the liquid swish in my mouth just a tad longer than needed. Mmm. Good thing this isn’t magic beer. A familiar song starts playing a can’t help but nod my head with the beat. “I love this song.” I admonish with a smile.
"So, does that mean you need a ride when you leave? Because I can give you one," He offers sweetly. Hmmm. I look up to meet his eyes ,and I see a glimmer of recognition. He’s been in the game longer than I would have thought. He seemed to know I was going to play that card. “I just may.” I reply noncommittally. “Let’s see where the night takes us.” I add throwing a flair of mystery in there. I don’t want the guy to think I’m itching to go home with him. That would give off a little more of the vibe then I was intending.
Damn, I’ve been out of the dating thing longer than I realized. As a chick you need to come off as friendly ,but not too overbearing. Assessable but by no means easy. Outgoing but not a party girl. I swear how did I do it before? Oh yeah I went out with guys hundreds of years older than me. In my own defense Riley was the all American perfect guy to bring home to Momma. Course he actually turned out to be working for the Initiative. Yeah this isn’t looking to bright. Have I never tried to go out with a guy that doesn’t have a secret?
Scanning Dean’s well hid expression I inwardly sigh. Nope. Taking another sip I let the liquid swish in my mouth just a tad longer than needed. Mmm. Good thing this isn’t magic beer. A familiar song starts playing a can’t help but nod my head with the beat. “I love this song.” I admonish with a smile.
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“I just may. Let’s see where the night takes us," She says, going from eager to follow me home to playing hard to get. Wow, she's good at this, but I knew what was coming, so I win. Yeah, I've got a competitive streak, even when it comes to dating. It helps a lot with those demon fights though.
Buffy sighs and takes another drink from her beer as the song changes, then starts nodding her head to the beat. “I love this song," she says with a cute smile, and I just nod along with her, plotting my next mood.
"Well, then let's dance," I say quickly, pulling her by her hand onto the dance floor, where the music seemse even louder from two feet closer to the speaker. So, let's loosen her up, and she'll tell me more. Sounds like a plan.
“I just may. Let’s see where the night takes us," She says, going from eager to follow me home to playing hard to get. Wow, she's good at this, but I knew what was coming, so I win. Yeah, I've got a competitive streak, even when it comes to dating. It helps a lot with those demon fights though.
Buffy sighs and takes another drink from her beer as the song changes, then starts nodding her head to the beat. “I love this song," she says with a cute smile, and I just nod along with her, plotting my next mood.
"Well, then let's dance," I say quickly, pulling her by her hand onto the dance floor, where the music seemse even louder from two feet closer to the speaker. So, let's loosen her up, and she'll tell me more. Sounds like a plan.
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"Well, then let's dance," He replies quickly as he rises from his chair. Before I can say anything he takes my hand in his and leads me to the dance floor. It is very crowded but we find a spot by the speakers. The song plays on and I can’t help but think how ironic I is that this song would be the one we dance to. His body moves along with mine in perfect harmony. Hey, he’s a really good dancer. His hands rest comfortably on my hips guiding me along with him.
We lock eyes and for a moment it feels as if we are the only two people on the dance floor. I forget all about demon hunters, Angel, and the fact that I pressed closely to a man who could very well be the enemy. My hands which were on his shoulder glide around his neck drawing us closer.
The song continues to play in the background ,but I no longer hear it.
*Who has to know
When we live such fragile lives
It's the best way we survive
I go around a time or two
Just to waste my time with you
Tell me all that you've thrown away
Find out games you don't wanna play
You are the only one that needs to know
I'll keep you my dirty little secret
(Dirty little secret)
Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret
(Just another regret, hope that you can keep it)
My dirty little secret
Who has to know
The way she feels inside (inside)
Those thoughts I can't deny (deny)
These sleeping dogs won't lie (won't lie)
And all I've tried to hide
It’s eating me apart
Trace this line back
I'll keep you my dirty little secret
(Dirty little secret)
Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret
(Just another regret)*
"Well, then let's dance," He replies quickly as he rises from his chair. Before I can say anything he takes my hand in his and leads me to the dance floor. It is very crowded but we find a spot by the speakers. The song plays on and I can’t help but think how ironic I is that this song would be the one we dance to. His body moves along with mine in perfect harmony. Hey, he’s a really good dancer. His hands rest comfortably on my hips guiding me along with him.
We lock eyes and for a moment it feels as if we are the only two people on the dance floor. I forget all about demon hunters, Angel, and the fact that I pressed closely to a man who could very well be the enemy. My hands which were on his shoulder glide around his neck drawing us closer.
The song continues to play in the background ,but I no longer hear it.
*Who has to know
When we live such fragile lives
It's the best way we survive
I go around a time or two
Just to waste my time with you
Tell me all that you've thrown away
Find out games you don't wanna play
You are the only one that needs to know
I'll keep you my dirty little secret
(Dirty little secret)
Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret
(Just another regret, hope that you can keep it)
My dirty little secret
Who has to know
The way she feels inside (inside)
Those thoughts I can't deny (deny)
These sleeping dogs won't lie (won't lie)
And all I've tried to hide
It’s eating me apart
Trace this line back
I'll keep you my dirty little secret
(Dirty little secret)
Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret
(Just another regret)*
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Dean
Inside, I'm chuckling at the choice of song, considering I'm trying to get a secret out of her at the moment, but I'm glad when she joins me on the dance floor anyways. We move together to the beat, my hands on her hips, her arms around my neck, and it's as if something happens, and suddenly, I can't just think of interrogating her as our eyes lock. All I can think of is how gorgeous she looks, and why do the good looking ones always have something to hide?
Breaking use from this bubble of silence, I whisper into her ear, my voice low and drawling. "You're an amazing dancer." She is an amazing dancer, which makes me wonder what other things she might be good at. God Dean, stop thinking about shit like that when you're supposed to be working. Sam is probably watching from across the room and getting pissed. Oh well, though, I'm enjoying myself. I can do that occasionally, can't I?
Inside, I'm chuckling at the choice of song, considering I'm trying to get a secret out of her at the moment, but I'm glad when she joins me on the dance floor anyways. We move together to the beat, my hands on her hips, her arms around my neck, and it's as if something happens, and suddenly, I can't just think of interrogating her as our eyes lock. All I can think of is how gorgeous she looks, and why do the good looking ones always have something to hide?
Breaking use from this bubble of silence, I whisper into her ear, my voice low and drawling. "You're an amazing dancer." She is an amazing dancer, which makes me wonder what other things she might be good at. God Dean, stop thinking about shit like that when you're supposed to be working. Sam is probably watching from across the room and getting pissed. Oh well, though, I'm enjoying myself. I can do that occasionally, can't I?
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We sway along keeping prefect rhythm to the beat. Closing my eyes I let myself get lost in the moment if only for an instant. I am brought back to the present when he whispers provocatively in my ear, “You're an amazing dancer." I grin despite myself a nuzzle closer to him. “Thank you. It doesn’t hurt that I have a smooth partner.” I admonish seductively. Damn, is it getting hot in here or is it just him? The song ends but we stand wrapped up in one another’s embrace.
I don’t want to break a part because I fear we’ll lose whatever it was we found out here on the dance floor. A slow starts up and I begin to run my fingernails lightly on the back of his neck. It is then that I can feel a pair of eyes watching us. I so hope it’s not my ex who is probably fuming by now. I lean backward so I can get a good look into Dean’s eyes. He holds an inquisitive expression. “What is it that you want to know?” I ask without even meaning to. Catching myself I mumble,
“ You look as though something is on your mind.” Damn it, Buffy! You almost blew your cover. Yes, he is pretty, sweet, charming, and funny. Still that doesn’t mean you can trust him. Especially when he knows things he shouldn’t. A thought hits me hard. What if he knows who I am? Are there people who can pick The Slayer out in a crows. I think back to several instances when Supernatural people could tell there was something different about me. That I was special somehow. Hmm. Are there Slayer hunters?
We sway along keeping prefect rhythm to the beat. Closing my eyes I let myself get lost in the moment if only for an instant. I am brought back to the present when he whispers provocatively in my ear, “You're an amazing dancer." I grin despite myself a nuzzle closer to him. “Thank you. It doesn’t hurt that I have a smooth partner.” I admonish seductively. Damn, is it getting hot in here or is it just him? The song ends but we stand wrapped up in one another’s embrace.
I don’t want to break a part because I fear we’ll lose whatever it was we found out here on the dance floor. A slow starts up and I begin to run my fingernails lightly on the back of his neck. It is then that I can feel a pair of eyes watching us. I so hope it’s not my ex who is probably fuming by now. I lean backward so I can get a good look into Dean’s eyes. He holds an inquisitive expression. “What is it that you want to know?” I ask without even meaning to. Catching myself I mumble,
“ You look as though something is on your mind.” Damn it, Buffy! You almost blew your cover. Yes, he is pretty, sweet, charming, and funny. Still that doesn’t mean you can trust him. Especially when he knows things he shouldn’t. A thought hits me hard. What if he knows who I am? Are there people who can pick The Slayer out in a crows. I think back to several instances when Supernatural people could tell there was something different about me. That I was special somehow. Hmm. Are there Slayer hunters?
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