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[hasperkynipples]

Dean wasn’t raised much in the real world, but he knew about it, peripherally, and he heard this vicious rumor that husbands were supposed to do nice things for their wives on their birthday.

Especially when they were a giant douchebag the year before.

Dean wasn’t proud of the things he had done during the tail end of the battle for the Apocalypse. He usually spent a lot of his time trying to block it out. But it had not escaped his attention that his brief moment of stupidity where he had considered saying yes to Michael had fallen around Jo’s birthday, and he’d lacked the opportunity to make it up to her ever since. First there was the Apocalypse, then his own grief to work through, and now that they had finally settled into something close to a routine, Dean wanted to do something … special. Special took planning, and planning took time and little white lies. He was also aware of the fact that you’re not supposed to lie to your wife, but he figures that little ones are okay.

Her boss helped. But when he arrived home with the final preparations and happened to see Jo’s truck sitting in the driveway, it was clear that her boss hadn’t helped enough. It was also clear that Dean was trying to keep this a surprise for as long as he could when he parked a block away and snuck around the back of the house to try and get in the back door without being noticed. This was probably a bad idea, but Dean was also known for her bad ideas.

He made his way around the back corner of the house, white bag in his hand, and trying to be as quiet as possible. He thought for a moment that he might just get away with it, when he was outted by a dog. A rather large dog.

“Yeti! No! Down!”

Yeti was not hearing any of it. Dean had to pull the white bag up out of the way as the dog tried to jump on him and say hello, just being his normal friendly self. His normal friendly self that ended in the crash of lawn furniture and a hearty bark from the dog.

So much for the silent approach.

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[huntersdaughter]

Hearing the dog barking was kind of a dead giveaway that someone was in the house. Also the crash from the back porch - giveaway. Which didn't really have the best timing ever since she had just gotten out of the shower. Tucking the end of her towel in, she moved through the house... wondering if she needed a shotgun. Of course, if she needed a shotgun, she really needed more clothing. Of course, if there was danger, Yeti would be barking a lot more.

Folding her arms over her chest, towel and everything, she moved toward the back door, where she found Dean.

"Hi."

[hasperkynipples]

He looked up at her with a sheepish smile, white bag still on his hand. "Hi." His eyes were also checking out the image of Jo in a towel. He had to admit, it was a nice one. The smile turned a bit less sheepish as he moved closer, sliding an arm around her waist and leaning in to kiss her.

"Happy birthday."

[huntersdaughter]

Her hand reached to hold to the front of the towel as he leaned in to kiss her. Returning the kiss, she smiled against his mouth with a hum.

"Thanks," she replied once she'd pulled away enough to look at him. "I need to get dressed, but there was a commotion." Jo paused, "Not that I usually run toward a commotion in a towel."

[hasperkynipples]

"Well, this intruder is very happy that you did," he said with a smirk, before leaning in to kiss her again. "But we should probably get you back inside before the neighbors start getting ideas."

Obviously, Dean didn't want to share.

[huntersdaughter]

Teasing a bit, Jo glanced over his shoulder, "Hmmm... that is true."

Of course the truth was that the nearest neighbor was still a few miles down the way, but it didn't lessen the joke between them.

She still stepped back, into the house, her fingers resting to the top of her towel.

[hasperkynipples]

Some neighbors just had very good vision. Or, at least, Dean was convinced as such. He shut the door behind them, placing the bag down on the table closest to the door. Then, he moved in closer to kiss her again, his fingers finding the knot at the top of her towel and slowly loosening it.

She didn't really need it -- at least, not in his opinion.

[huntersdaughter]

Her fingers brushed over his, curling beneath them to tug them away from her towel. "Already starting trouble are we?" Jo asked against his mouth.

[hasperkynipples]

He grinned back at her, before shrugging. "It does tend to be what I do best."

[huntersdaughter]

Jo leaned forward, brushing a kiss to his mouth, "Well, I need to get dressed."

[hasperkynipples]

He shook his head, still keeping the kiss as best he could. "I like it better when you're not dressed."

[huntersdaughter]

"Really? Since when?" Jo teased as she still stepped backward through the house.

[hasperkynipples]

Dean followed her with a grin. "I always thought that part was pretty obvious."

[huntersdaughter]

Her fingers moved to the tucked in end of the towel as she walked, lifting the corner out and taking hold of it easily.

"Slightly... not always, but slightly obvious."

Her hand pulled the side away, letting her other hand move to take hold of the free end of the towel, cupping it against her breast, "So... towel - off is the preference?"

[huntersdaughter]

Her hand lazily dragged against his chest, exhaling with a content sigh. Leaning forward she pressed a kiss to his chest, smirking against his skin, "I know that wasn't my present, and it was amazing, but that bag is sitting over there. Staring at me."

[hasperkynipples]

Dean raised an eyebrow for a moment, before glancing back over his shoulder. "Oh. That bag?"

[huntersdaughter]

"Mmm.. yes, that bag."

[hasperkynipples]

He hummed under his breath, before closing his eyes and curling in closer, brushing a kiss to her neck. "You can open it in the morning."

[huntersdaughter]

There's a bit of frowning, "The morning?"

[hasperkynipples]

He smirked a bit against her neck as he nodded. "It's not really that important. It can wait."

He's totally teasing you, Jo.

[huntersdaughter]

Jo hummed, sighing a bit, "But I really wanted to see what it was now."

[hasperkynipples]

"Now, huh?" he said with a sigh. "I don't know. You really wore me out."

[huntersdaughter]

"Yes, now." She shifted, moving to sit up and look at the bag. "Besides, if you ever want to be worn out again, you don't delay the birthday gift."

[hasperkynipples]

He grinned up at her, before shaking his head and rolling over to reach for it. "Alright, alright. You win."

[huntersdaughter]

She beamed at him, "I do like to win."

[hasperkynipples]

"I know you do," he said with a nod as he handed the bag over to her. It wasn't a lot, but it was something. Inside the bag was a small charm on a leather strap. He knew that most people bought their wives actual jewelry on their birthdays, but this was more up Dean's alley.

It was what he knew.

"It's for luck. But not a cursed luck charm, it's ... actual luck."