#siswinchester

[jakerileyapd-blog]

@siswinchester​

Keeping busy; that’s how Jake kept his past off of his mind. That’s why he worked as both a police officer during the week, and a bartender during the weekend nights. The night had been pretty slow; most people were staying indoors these days, as more and more people went missing. Of course the nightlife would never completely come to a halt in a town like this; they all had their vices.

He was busy wiping down the bar top when a familiar face sat on one of the stools. “Regular?” Jake questioned as he looked up at her, a small smile on his lips. She was a fed, enlisted to help solve the mystery, he’d assumed. “Got any leads?” He asked her a moment later.

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@siswinchester x continued

He knew that look, and if he was honest, the question had slipped out before he could catch himself. He looked down with a small nod. His dad was still alive, but he hadn’t seen him since high school. He preferred to keep it that way.

“I’m sorry.” He offered, knowing there wasn’t really anything he could say to make any of it better. His mom had also passed away when he was a kid. “I lost my mom as a kid, too.” He informed her, a little sad smile on his lips. “What happened?” He asked softly. 

[burntfreckles]

"I'm sorry-- have we met before?"

                        :: @siswinchester

“Met before? I don’t think so, I definitely would’ve remembered a pretty face like yours, sugar.” She did sort of look familiar, he hoped he wasn’t calling this wrong.

Please don’t be a one night stand I forgot.

[s-amwinchester-archive]

❥

There was a little niggling thought of ‘I really shouldn’t look’ in the back of Sam’s head when she bent over, but his head kinda went silent when it tilted to stare at her backside. Is whistling appropriate?

[layingwastextohalloween]

siswinchester replied to your post “And then you come out a cleaner boy, Sammy.”

--you okay? Lookin' a little flushed suddenly, darlin'. (I'm not allowed anymore asks lol)

“What? I’m - yeah. I’m fine.” He stiffens, crossing his arms over his chest, eyes dark. “Just - why you botherin’ me about my hair, anyway?”

[layingwastextohalloween]

And then you come out a cleaner boy, Sammy.

...

Y-Yeah. I guess I will, huh?

[layingwastextohalloween]

If you want me to wash your hair so bad, we could just get in the shower together you know.

...

A-And then what’s gonna happen?

[layingwastextohalloween]

What? I'm not worried about touchin' you any way, don't be weird.

You’re the one who’s being weird!