we took a walk on the promenade out in the rain.

[chainedtoacomet]

It had been several more weeks than usual and getting by on calls and some sparing chats on Sam's computer was okay with Jimmy, but neurotic as he was- he was starting to worry, and that compiled with loneliness was getting hard on him

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[notagoddamnhero]

Things hadn't gone exactly to plan. Dean hadn't quite worked out where he'd lost the three hours he had, but he was too tired to think over it in detail. The worst part was that he was planning on being back home before Jimmy went to bed, and now, letting himself in through the front door quietly into a silent, darkened house, he realized he'd failed

[chainedtoacomet]

For as much as Jimmy wanted to stay awake for him he WAS tired. He'd been going back and forth all day taking care of groceries and finances and the things normal people did at the end of the week as opposed to the hunting and identity fraud that Dean preoccupied himself with.

He'd picked up the papers a few weeks ago on a whim, just wanting to see what it entailed. He had no intention of showing Dean. He didn't have the balls. So, they just sat on the desk gathering dust.

Jimmy turned over in his sleep, the bed squeaking in that one particular area Dean managed to break in one of their nightly exploits.

[notagoddamnhero]

Downing two glassfuls of whiskey, Dean finally shrugged his jacket off and threw it over the couch, the smell of burgers now registering in his head. He turned to look over towards the kitchen, eyes trying to see into the darkness at what he hoped was food for him. It was always going to be food for him, and though he was usually decent enough to go and say hey to Jimmy before he stuffed his face with food, tonight was different. Tonight he had the title of the forms branded into his head

[chainedtoacomet]

Jimmy just barely woke up and registered the movement when Dean slipped in. He was still an easy riser but this time he was so tired that he remained half asleep, just curling against Dean for body heat after mumbling a small, "Hey," and falling back to his snores.