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[It's three in the morning, and he really doesn't want to wake her up, but he knows that the minute he slides into bed next to her, he will. It's just a matter of fact. He also knows that she's got her dad's knife under that pillow, so he's mostly just hoping that she doesn't decide to stab him with it.

He doesn't think the angels will appreciate having to bring him back again.

He kicks out of his jeans relatively quickly, before sliding in next to her, one arm around her waist and dropping a kiss on the side of her neck lightly]

Hey.

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[ironknifehunter.livejournal.com]

[Jo woke the minute she felt the bed dip. Her hand slipped under her pillow for her knife until she recognized the arm around her and the only idiot in the world stupid enough to get into range before saying anything.]

You're an idiot. What do you want, Dean?

[jstliketherifle.livejournal.com]

[grins a bit as he pulls her closer]

Happy birthday.

[ironknifehunter.livejournal.com]

Oh. Right.

[she sighs, a bit annoyed.]

Why couldn't this wait until morning?

[jstliketherifle.livejournal.com]

[a bit of a chuckle]

It could've. You didn't have to wake up.

[ironknifehunter.livejournal.com]

Right. Just sleep through someone getting into my bed. That's a great idea.

[jstliketherifle.livejournal.com]

You knew it was me. You could have just rolled over and ignored me.

[ironknifehunter.livejournal.com]

You're persistent if I ignore you.

[jstliketherifle.livejournal.com]

Actually, I'm kind of exhausted, so I was just planning on crashing.

[ironknifehunter.livejournal.com]

[She's surprised but doesn't say anything, just cuddles into him.]

Okay.

[jstliketherifle.livejournal.com]

[tightens his arms around her, pressing a kiss to her forehead]

Night, birthday girl.

[ironknifehunter.livejournal.com]

Night, Dean.