She moved her hand to hug his shoulder snugly against hers, nudging him again in assurance. “You’re not helpless if you get a little help now and then, Scott. You’re a really strong kid, and so brave. We might never have found that girl if it wasn’t for your dedication. You have heart, Scott. Don’t let the little things weigh you down.”
Scott looked back at her with a small smile, reaching out to give Ellie’s waist a gentle squeeze against his. “When you say it, it’s more believable. Here I am grasping for straws on my own and you can do everything so easily. A life isn’t little to me, I worry about everyone here.” He moved to rest his head on her shoulder, nuzzling her gently.
She reached her other hand up to lightly caress over his chest as they held each other in friendly comfort, her head turning to snuff into his hair affectionately. “Don’t make me out to be some kind of super-wolf,” she chuckled. “I have my good days and my bad days just like you. We all need a little help sometimes, even me. It’ll be okay. Just hang in there a little while longer, and we’ll get down to the bottom of this. You won’t have to worry about this sort of stuff anymore.”
Her heart gave two jolts in the span of those few seconds: once when those warm lips touched upon hers, soft and gentle and perfect, and twice when he pulled away out of very intense regret. Ellie met his eyes with her bright ones for a long moment, just as shellshocked as him, before she cast her gaze down shyly, tucking a bit of dark hair behind her ear. “What for?” she asked after a moment of awkward silence, swallowing against her dry throat, and when she tentatively met his gaze again, she was smiling. “It… It was nice. No need to be sorry, Scott.”
Was surprised she wasn’t immediately disgusted with him, he had just kissed her with no lead up. He just needed to, something compelled Scott to lean forward and kiss her as he always wanted, but he knew she’d hate him for it. “I just kissed you, and I know you’d never want someone like me to do that to you, and I’m sorry…” He slowly stood up, looking for his stuff. “I’m sorry, I went too far… I know I ruined this, so I’ll just leave now.”
She stood with him, perhaps a bit too quickly, but she really didn’t want him to go, not after all the fun they were having together. “No, please,” she urged gently, taking his hands and holding his eyes in her bright, sincere ones. “You don’t have to apologize, Scott. You didn’t do anything wrong.” She drew him a touch closer, her hands softly cradling his face as she rested her forehead against his. “I don’t know what you mean by ‘someone like you’, like it’s something so terrible. You’re such a sweet guy, Scott, one of the best I’ve met in a long time. You’re hardworking and kind and so devoted to anything you do. That sounds like a great guy to me… So, I’m not rejecting your kiss, Scott. Or you.” She brushed her thumb across his cheek soothingly as she smiled warmly against her blushing cheeks. “I could never reject you.”
Dean scoffed, but obeyed her request, preparing for the game. just don’t pick rock, and we’re good.
"i’m gonna whoop your ass."
he recalled how he used to play this with Sammy, during their more childish bouts. the memory made his heart ache, but the hunter didn’t show any signs of it as he grinned. he hit the palm of his hand three times, displaying scissors on the third.
"Not if I whoop yours first~" she challenged confidently, and she followed his motions with a grin until her hand finally came out in a sign: paper.
She cursed lowly with a childish pout, then with a glint in her eyes, she offered, “Okay, best two out of three.”
Dean grinned triumphantly at his win, retracting his hand and kicking her lightly (childishly) under the table.
"oh no, I didn’t call for that. I win, and that’s it."
"so. wolfin’ the whole diner - still up for it?"
Ellie scoffed, lightly kicking back as she laughed. “That’s just mean,” she teasingly pouted, before grinning and rolling her eyes. “Fine, you win. You’re the king of the diner, let me tell you.”
She chuckled at the pun a bit sarcastically, before agreeing wholeheartedly. “Damn right I am. Are you, little man?”
- Stripper AU
- Pokemon AU
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- Harry Potter AU
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- Hospital AU
- Crime drama AU
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