Teenage Dean Winchester @askteenagedean - Tumblr Blog

"Addison has been playing Christmas music all day. Help."

At the offer of a beer Kadin instantly shook his head. He wasn’t one for alcohol, and alcohol didn’t effect him anyway.

“I j-just…I’m ha-having s-some prob-problems.”

Just take a deep breath and cut to the chase, Kadin.

"I’m n-n-not ex-exactly a n-n-normal per-person. I d-don’t…I d-don’t ag-age, I ca-can’t d-die, wh-when I g-get hu-hurt it ta-takes m-m-me min-minutes t-to he-heal. I d-don’t…I j-just wa-want t-to kn-know what I a-am.”

askteenagedean

Dean raised his brow as the boy spoke. "That's...interesting." He racked the, what seemed like endless, information in his brain before stopping for a moment. "That's it? Meaning, is that all?"

#specialoneofakind #((Sorry the reply took so long dear. :3))

((Shoot me now man., The recording I have isn't in the same key as the score. I'm screwed. I'm coming on for a bit. Cheer me up.))

#ooc rant #((Srsly. Musical Theatre major probs.))

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((GUysssSSSsskjasd i have two days to memorize two songs for an audition. Shoot me now. Yay for being a musical theatre major. *sarcasm*))

#ooc rant #((I'll be on and off all day.))

specialoneofakind

”I…I he-heard y-you kn-kn-know a-alot ab-about th-things tha-that are-aren’t nor-normal.”

The others calm voice made him feel a bit more comfortable, but his stutter was still there. It was still worse than normal, but Kadin was taking deep breaths, trying to calm himself down.

”I j-just…I’m n-not…I j-j-just ne-need s-some he-help.”

askteenagedean

Dean sighed, realizing the issue at hand here. He'd dealt with things like this before, so it was nothing new. "Alright. Sounds good to me. Like I said, I'm glad to help." Dean walked into the kitchen, gesturing to the table. "Why don't you take a seat. Beer?"

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"Dean Winchester. Anything I can help with?"

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specialoneofakind

“I ah I j-j-just wa-wanted t-to a-ask y-you a que-quest-question.”

Kadin shifted a bit, swallowing hard. He had planned out what he had wanted to say to this man hours in advance, but now he was frozen. His stutter was worse, his words hardly coming out of his mouth.

He had heard about this man, Dean Winchester. He dealt with things that weren’t exactly normal, and Kadin wasn’t exactly normal.

Kadin was clueless, however, that this man hunted down things that weren’t exactly normal.

So here Kadin was, hoping that this man would help him figure out who he was.

askteenagedean

Dean turned around, looking the nervous boy in front of him. "Sure. Go for it. Glad to help." He offered a small smile, which was rare, in hopes to calm the situation.

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"Well, there's a new face. Anything I can help you with, son?"

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