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{ Mun is really sick and whiny.  I wish I had...

{{*brings soup and tea and blankets* *snuggles and tucks you in* <3 i hope you feel better soon bby!~}}

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"Will you marry me?"

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Meg had assumed he was taking her out to dinner to make up for having been gone for the past couple of weeks. When he had come home, he was exhausted and something had been off about him. He had curled into her arms and simply laid his head on her chest, listening to her breathe and talk as if she were the only thing in the world he could summon the energy to care about. Meg had been obliging, stroking his hair and recounting everything she had done while he was gone, regardless of how mundane.

Now he was taking her out to dinner and she assumed it was an apology. That was something he usually did. He was a perfect gentleman all night, bringing out laughs and smiles from his girlfriend at every turn. His eyes almost never left her, it seemed as though he could never get his fill of her. He paid for the entire meal (Meg didn’t even want to know how he had gotten so much money) and had taken her on an indirect route back home.

They were walking over a bridge, Meg’s eyes caught by the glittering surface of the stars on the water. Dean had caught her hand, turning her so that she would stop. And then those four words escaped his mouth. She thought for a moment that she had misheard him, or that he was joking. However, the man her life had come to revolve around sunk to one knee. A tiny box came almost out of no where and Meg’s breath was gone when he opened it to reveal a ring. 

It felt as though the whole world was tilting around her and she had to grab the bridge’s railing to keep from falling over. Silence stretched between them for a couple of moments as Meg tried to collect her wits. “Could you be any more cliché?” Despite the sarcasm in the comment, her voice was choked with amazement and joy. “God yes.” She threw her arms around his neck, smashing her mouth into his. She could feel his free hand tightening into the dress she was wearing as she left lipstick tainted kisses all over his face.

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19. Underwater Kiss

“Cannonball!” 

Meg yelled at the top of her lungs, laughing loudly as she launched herself from the end of the pier and into the chill water rolling down below. The cold stung her skin but Meg was uncharacteristically oblivious to the cold as she pushed her way to the surface. She paddled around for a while, watching Dean still stripping on the shore. “Hurry up!” She called to him with a laugh in her voice. Skinny dipping had been a great idea but it was only good if it involved both of them and he was taking too long. 

“I’m coming,” he protested, finally bare and following her off the pier. Meg covered her eyes as a spray of water tried to get in her eyes. When his sandy head resurfaced, Meg aimed a splash at his face, catching him in the eyes and renewing her laughter. An intense water fight then ensued, with Meg constantly swimming just out of the reach of his long arms.

Eventually, Meg managed to work her way around him and jumped onto his back, trying as hard as she could to get him to sink under the water. Dean, stronger than her, simply laughed. “Gotcha, princess.” In one quick move, he dunked both of them beneath the surface. Meg’s eyes opened under the rippling surface of the lake, watching Dean move in the water. He watched her too, only waiting a moment before reaching out to press his lips to hers.

Meg wasn’t struck by the fact that kissing underwater wasn’t the best idea until she began to run out of breath. Dean pulled her to the surface and they both caught their breath. Breathing heavily on the surface and watching the moonlight dazzle the surface of the water, the two found themselves drawn together again. Dean swiped some wet hair out of her face before kissing her again, their water fight now forgotten.

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     Meg's fingers ran delicately over her swelling cheekbone. Half of her face would be black and blue before morning. She sighed slowly, glancing away from the mirror to the clock. She had texted Dean some excuse about why he couldn't come over, that she was sick or something. Meg didn't want him to see her this way, with angry tears dried on her face, red rimmed eyes and shaking hands.

     Meg hadn't told Dean about her father. She could handle it, she always told herself. She could handle it and Dean didn't need to be involved. Meg wrapped her sore body in her robe, sighing at the feeling of the soft fabric brushing over her battered skin. At least she had managed to get away from him and he didn't know where she lived.

                                                           Yet.

     The sound of movements in the living room startled her. With adrenaline still spiking in her veins from her father's most recent assault, her hand wrapped around the nearest thing it could find. Holding her lamp like a bat, she moved towards the doorway, peering around the edge cautiously.

     "Dean, what the hell? I said I was puking!" Angry crimson colored her cheeks and she quickly turned back into her bedroom. She was praying she had turned quickly enough that he hadn't seen her face. The lamp bounced slightly as she tossed it on her bed, using her now free hands to wrap the robe tighter around her body.

                         "Are you trying to get sick?"

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Dean proceeded to send Meg a skeptical expression as it crossed his face while he listened to her, “The answer is still no.” He responded as he grew stiff and tried to keep a distance from her when he noticed her hand move for his. He had a feeling he shouldn’t have done that but he couldn’t understand why, he still didn’t recall who she was to him so why let her touch him?

Meg's hand tightened to a fist when he pulled his own away and she put her hands back into her lap. Even when he didn't know who he was, he was still a stubborn ass. "I'm your girlfriend. You like to give me chocolates to try and get me in bed." He thought that was clever too. Trading chocolates for sex was something they both liked. Maybe she would have to teach him that again.

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"Good morning, Princess. Plans for the big day?"