@endfght . \ dean . cont .
❝ i swear i closed it , ❞ she mocks , fingers moving underneath his chin to tilt his head up towards her . a soft kiss pressed to his nose before she pulls back and continues dabbing the blood clear from his hair . dean’s clumsiness was just one of his many personality quirks that both made bailey fall more and more in love with him and gave her uncomfortable chest pains simultaneously . ❝ lucky it wasn’t any harder or y’might need stitches . ❞ cloth wrung out in the sink with a sigh , hopeless smile raising the corners of her mouth as she looks at dean through her lashes . while the cabinet had caught him in just the right spot , it hadn’t seemed to do any permanent damage . the worst of it being a nasty gash he’d have for a few weeks and a killer headache .
heart swells at the slightest mention of their new living arrangements , an apartment just for the two of them ; nothing too big or small , something just right to begin their lives together in . and the addition of not having to worry about her parents or eric walking in on them was a major plus . ❝ yeah , we’ve got ghosts , dean . that are strictly out to give you a concussion in any way possible . ❞ teeth chew at the inside of her cheek , arms crossing over her chest as she leans back against the counter , done with her work at stopping the flow of blood , at least for now . ❝ you really want the honest truth ? it’s not lookin’ good . ❞















