Dean smirked in response to Mika’s excitement when she saw him. He dropped his bag to the ground as she ran to him, quickly wrapping his arms around her and spinning her around as the gravel crunched under his feet, “Yeah. I ran away like the good old days…”

He laughed and brought both his hands up to her face, staring at her and looking over her face for any changes from his time away. He didn’t really see any, other than she seemed happy and relaxed, other than being worried about her car.

“Have you checked the starter?”, he asked, reaching down and wrapping his fingers up in hers as they walked to her car. He was a little surprised that Bobby’s workload had gotten so bad that he would let a perfectly working car go dead in his lot. He didn’t mention it as he pulled his hand away from her briefly, to walk over to the work bench. He opened the top drawer, where Bobby kept the parts for his Chevelle, that he had pieced out from other cars in the lot. Rummaging, he found a Chevy starter, and a pair of pliers.

“Chances are, it’s a starter. I drove it a little rough and rowdy last time we were together, and if you put it up wet…well…”, he muttered as he loosened a few pieces and stripped a wire before diving under the hood of her car. He loosened the old starter and sat it on the top of the motor and then installed the new one with a grunt as he tightened it in.

“There. Let’s see if she fires up…”, he finally said proudly, stepping back from the car and wiping his hands, “Hey…I missed you.”

When he span her round as she all but threw herself at him, she couldn't help the chuckle that escaped her lips before she went on and gratefully accepted the help he offered whilst also explaining what she had done to fix the problem, to no avail. At the mention of it possibly being the starter, she had to admit that it was the only thing she hadn't yet thought of.

One thing she never thought of was that it was entirely possible that Bobby purposely let her car die and gave her all the work he did just to stop her from driving to see Dean whilst he was with John. Which if she had realised that was possibly one of the reasons/his ploys to keep her housebound, she would see it made sense as she was certain John would glad have her head on a pike if he was given the opportunity.

She enjoyed walking to the car with him hand in hand with herself, it truly feeling like the old days or like they never really spent three and a half weeks apart from each other. At the car, she let go of his hand and let him check if his theory was the problem. What he said made sense as he was right, he did drive like an utter maniac the last time but it was utterly understandable and worthy of doing so.

Mika always enjoyed watching Dean under the hood of a car, there was just something about it that always drew her in more to him, not that she would ever tell him that of course. That was for herself to know. As he finished switching the starter up, she walked to the driver's side, sitting down in the seat as the door was still open from her many attempts and low and behold it roared to life like it was saying 'hi dad, welcome home', which made Mika think her car was now picking favourites between him and her. An entirely stupid and amusing thought.

"Seems even my girl missed you" she smirked jokingly, getting out the driver's side and leaning over the open door to smile at him. "I missed you too by the way. Bed hasn't felt nearly as cosy" she smirked still but this time, more lovingly.

Dean watched her intently as she stepped around to the drivers side, and sat down behind the wheel. She looked healthy. She looked rested, for the most part. He was happy to see that she had at least attempted to take care of herself while he was gone. When she started the car and it roared he let out a happy and loud laugh, clapping his hands, “HAHA! I still got it! Hey sweetheart…I’m back for a while, but you gotta be good.”

He then caught the second part of Mika’s confirmations, meeting her eyes with a smirk. He took in her eyes for the first time, letting out a sheepish sigh, like a childhood crush, “I think I’m here for a bit. I told my dad the weekend, but what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him, until he gets bored on his own.”

He then cleaned up the mess under the hood, patting the top of the motor as he wiped things. Shutting the hood, he gave it two small taps and stepped around to her side of the car, standing in front of the open door, “But you can’t dress like that the whole time I’m here. It’s not fair. See…I’m a growing boy, and I have hormones..”

“That’s enough, boy…”, Bobby scolded him, as he came out to check on Mika. He hadn’t even noticed that Dean had arrived until he heard Mika’s car start. He came out to see what she had managed to figure out to make it turn over, considering he had sabotaged the starter. He should have known it was Dean, “Don’t make me regret saying this, but it’s good to see you, kid. I missed ya.”

“I missed you too, Bobby.”, Dean replied, smiling warmly at his father figure. He glanced back at Mika and sighed once again, relieved to be back with his chosen family. It was true that he would follow John’s orders without question, every time. It’s why he ran away without asking, and didn’t allow John to talk much. But truth be told, he had wished Bobby would adopt him since he was a kid.

Mika was indeed healthy and mostly well rested. At least, as well rested as a hunter could be. The fact her leg was mostly healed up also now made her a lot more comfortable to wear shorts when it was actually for once, a really warm day. At his exclamation of joy at still being able to fix something in a car she couldn't help but smile, especially when he called her baby 'sweetheart'.

She listened as he explained what he told his dad and she couldn't help but smirk a bit, seeing that he was still as rebellious as ever. "nice to see you won't ever change it seems "she replied to him, watching him clean up under the hood before shutting it down. She watched his ever move as he walked over to the other side of her open door, it becoming the only thing that stood between them.

His teasing remarks about what she was wearing made her smirk more and was starting to lean in to kiss him, when Bobby's voice broke the moment completely, making her pulls way before she could even kiss Dean. She rolled her eyes at Bobby's warning and looked over at her uncle giving him the look of 'really?' before keeping a smile on her face as Dean looked back at her and sighed happily.

She stepped out from behind the door and closed it which meant she was now properly beside Dean, glad to have him back even if it was for slightly selfish reasons. "Bobby we still got some beer in the fridge?" she asked him, feeling she could really do with something to drink but for once didn't feel like having just water. She felt like Bobby had her some strict health routine for these last few weeks so she could heal up quickly and she was now done with it for a day. Even if she did enjoy being healthy, sometimes she just wanted a junk food day.

She also figured Dean wouldn't complain about having a cold one after his travels. "you can tell me about what you've been up to more" she smiled to Dean, nudging her shoulder into his playfully like she used to, before stepping ahead of him and walking inside. Before she go tinside she patted Bobby on the shoulder and once behind him, she purposely walked a bit more flirtatiously to wind up Dean.

Dean had been leaning in to kiss her as well, after her comment, missing the feeling of just being near her after their time away. He had gotten used to having her around. So, being with his dad just didn’t feel the same. He went through the motions on the hunts, and felt nothing. His heart wasn’t in it. He took the ‘thank yous’, and the kisses on the cheek from pretty girls that he saved in stride, barely cracking a smile, which caused John to worry for him. He shrugged him off and kept moving, just wanting to get through it all.

Bobby smirked, shrugging his shoulders as Mika shot him a look and he spoke to Dean, feeling the need to bug her, while he was here. They were his kids, and he wanted to be the dad, sometimes. When Mika spoke up about beer, Bobby gave her a look, “Of course there’s beer in the fridge. I went for a run this morning while you were out here doing…whatever you were trying to do…”

He waved toward her car and tried to ignore the looks Dean was giving her. He was getting the feeling that he was going to need plenty of alcohol and ibuprofen during Dean’s little vacation. Catching up and all that.

Dean smirked at Bobby and Mika being the same as always, leaning his head forward to try to kiss her as she brushed by him and nudged his shoulder. He raised his eyebrows, tilting his head to the side and watching her walk away, his lip between his teeth as he took in every sway of her hips in slow motion.

Like a magnet, he shook himself out of his thoughts and took off after her, causing Bobby to grumble behind him.

Mika couldn't stop the smile from appearing on her face and in her eyes when Bobby said that yes, he did manage to restock their beer inventory in the fridge this morning whilst she was working on her car. She was still convinced that Bobby had something to do with her car suddenly not working, but she wasn't going to say anything as Dean had now fixed it so she was happy. She was also fully aware that he was trying so hard to ignore the looks she was being given by Dean, and desperate to be in 'dad mode' with her.

It honestly amused her greatly whenever Bobby went into that kind of dad that would scold the guy for even looking at his little girl. Yet it also brought her a sense of belonging as like with Dean, Bobby showed her what she should have had (or once had) with her own biological father, but didn't. She knew deep down that his attitude toward her would be down to all those years ago when he had to try and stop her father Dan from hitting her. It was one of those positions that once someone got put into that mode, it was incredibly difficult to get out of.

As she walked inside purposely swaying her hips and ass with a smirk on her face, she just knew Dean's eyes were on her which would just wind Bobby up all the more in an innocent manner. Which in her eyes was payback for everything Bobby put her through these last three and a half weeks and for sabotaging her starter in her car.

She also heard Dean then waste no time in rushing inside behind her, making her chuckle to herself "and the plan worked perfectly" she thought to herself, walking into the kitchen, over to the fridge and opening it pulling out two bottles of beer, opening them and holding one out to Dean. "Your fee for being my hero and fixing my baby" she smirked coyly at him. Oh how she was going to enjoy this weekend and whatever time they got together there after.

Dean stumbled as he stepped into the kitchen, staring Mika down as she reached into the fridge and turned back to him. He snapped to place his hand on the counter and lean innocently, as if he was never looking at her and took the beer from her hand, “Oh. I get paid! Um…you’re welcome.”

He had no idea why he was acting so nervous around her. Part of him felt like was back in high school, not knowing what to do with his hands or even his body when he was close to her. It had only been a few weeks. It wasn’t like she had changed, or that they had broken things off, although they weren’t dating officially, but were they? Nah they weren’t.

Sighing, he opened the beer and took a long and nervous drink, stepping up in front of her. He leaned back a bit to offer his hips to her, as he bumped them into her hips, and took her hand, wrapping her arm around him. He sat his beer down and smiled, “Touch me. I missed you…”

He laughed at how awkward the words sounded coming out of his mouth, and leaned in for the first kiss they had shared in a while, bringing up the thoughts on how they left things. They had left things on good terms, but not official terms. They had never really had that conversation about what they were, or where they wanted things to go. They just left…good.

Because of that, he was careful to kiss her, or touch her, aside from what he thought she would allow, if they weren’t together, for some reason. He narrowed his eyes as he kissed her, bringing his hand up to her cheek, and then pulled her back from him, his hand holding her jaw playfully, “Any boyfriends up there that I need to know about? You never told me anything on the phone about them, but you know…you’re perfect and hot. I was gone, and smelled like sewage half the time. Things happen…”

Mika chuckled at Dean's reaction to being paid in beer, she saw how he was seeming to be like that teenager that he once was and they first admitted that they liked each toher more than best friend and they went on that casual date that consisted of skipping school. One would think that they had separated for months the way he was acting, and it was honestly the most endearing thing she had seen from him in a very long time.

They may not have put an official name on their relationship since she was Kenzi or even after she dropped that whole alter ego, but she knew all those years ago, they did. She still remembered fondly all those times after their first date how he would proudly tell the bullies to back off his 'girlfriend' or they'd have him to answer to which was incredibly corny but it did make her smile and chuckle at times when they walked away from the drama. She never realised however that some of that step forward with them was down to her mother giving him her permission and telling him the truth about what she went through at home.

She lifted her beer bottle up to her lips, pausing ever so briefly as she watched him back, watching every single minute move he did and how nervous he seemed to be which made her smile and smirk proudly that she was having this effect on him all over again. "to think, all it's taken is three and a half weeks apart and homemade denim shorts" she thought to herself.

She sipped her beer before lowering the bottle and smiling at him as he pulled her into him, making them touch at the hips as she wrapped her free arm round his waist at his desire. WHen he said what he did, she didn't know whether to laugh in his face or not as it was so incredibly corny and sounded so bad but it was what she loved about him. He said things that sounded so wrong when said out loud, but she honestly got what he was meaning.

Leaning into him back, she kissed him more than willingly. The feel of his lips on hers, the closeness between them felt so damn right and perfect. She was just glad that they were being reunited after a good parting and not a bad one. She wanted the kiss to linger longer but she let him touch her cheek and pull away enough to be able to talk to her once more. hIs question made her smile and raise a small eyebrow at him, wondering where such a question would come from as he'd never really asked her such things before. "No boyfriends, no one night stands, no one at all. Bobby has had me on house arrest so I actually heal up. it's just been me and you via messaging most nights. Why? Jealous someone else could taking your side of the bed?" she replied playfully, running her fingers up and down his back lightly.

Dean shuddered like a teenager when she arm wrapped around his waist and she willingly kissed him back. It made him want to whisk her off her feet and carry her upstairs, but he was sure Bobby would be nice and pissed about that. So, he simply basked in it. Feeling appreciated was intoxicating for him, as he rarely got it in his life with his dad. His dad rarely even acknowledged his efforts unless he made a mistake, and it was engrained in the back of his mind that most people were like that. Not Mika. She looked at him as if he could do no wrong, until he did…And when he did, boy did he mess up. He shook the negatives from his mind and focused back on the moment he had been yearning for, for the past three weeks.

Dean smiled a bit brighter than he meant to when she said that she hadn’t been with anyone since he had been gone. The same was true for him, but he didn’t need to say it. He could tell that she wasn’t even worried.

Smirking mischievously, he squeezed her jaw a bit between his fingers, pulling her face close enough to his to touch noses, “I mean…I would hate to have to kill someone on my first day back.”

As he whispered the words, his arms covered in visible goosebumps from her fingers on his back, which almost caused him to shudder as he kept his smirk, and took her lip between his teeth.

Bobby stepped through the door of the garage and instantly turned his head from them, holding a hand up to his face to shield his eyes as he walked by, “Could you guys maybe move this somewhere else? Jesus christ…It’s been so damn quiet around here since you been gone, and day one…just move.”

He shoved them lightly, digging in the fridge with his face still covered by a hand. When he finally grabbed a beer, he kicked the fridge shut, grumbling incoherently all the way into the living room, where he sat by the phones and kept muttering to himself.

Mika felt every single shudder that her touches gave Dean, feeling incredibly proud of herself but mostly, she was just over the moon he was back with her again. When he had to leave to go back out with his dad, she had convinced herself for the first four days that John wouldn't let him see her ever again and their lives would resorted to just secret messaging of each other for as long as they could, until John found out about them. Bobby had a hell of a time trying to convince her that Dean being Dean, would be back before she knew it. Turns out, he was right.

She also really didn't get worried about him going off with someone else when they were gone. She didn't know if it was because she really did get better at trusting him when they weren't around each other or because they were always chatting with each other in some way between his hunts that it possibly didn't give him much time to even be with anyone else. Either way, she didn't have a single pang of worry that he was with anyone else when she wasn't around. That very realisation made her feel like she truly had turned a corner.

Smiling as he pulled her closer again, touching noses with him she briefly closed her eyes to revel in the closeness before opening her eyes again. She really couldn't get the smile off her lips and chuckled as he told her about feeling like he'd have to kill a potential competition for her affections. "aww, you'd fight for my hand?" she replied coyly, just as he bit her bottom lip, sending shivers of electricity through her.

Bobby's voice breaking through their moment made her sigh and pull away from Dean, but not enough to break hold of him. She sniggered as Bobby lightly shoved them to get to the fridge whilst covering the side of his face so he didn't have to witness them being lovey with each other. "Okay my dearest uncle of mine!" she teased Bobby childishly, letting go of Dean and taking his hand, gesturing for him to follow her upstairs.

Dean gave Bobby a look, his hands raised to his sides as he shoved them aside, ruining the mood he was creating. All he wanted to do was catch up with Mika, not inconvenience the old man. But then again, this was his house. Scoffing at Bobby mumbling all the way into the living room, he turned back to Mika as she answered, tempted to kiss her exposed neck.

But she turned and drug him toward the stairs, which brought an even bigger smile to his face, following her. As they reached the stairs, he waved at Bobby on his way up with her, “We’re going somewhere else Bobby!”

As he joked, Bobby flipped him off, taking a drink of his coffee and not looking up, which caused Dean to laugh out loud, wrapping his arms around Mika’s waist with a stumble, his lips coming down to kiss the back of her neck. He didn’t even know if he was being sexual, as much as he was just wanting to be close to her, to feel something familiar.

Just hearing her voice was ground breaking to his mind, matching it with her eyes and her movements as she spoke. He took a deep breath as he was close to the back of her neck, smelling her hair, which was always his favorite thing to do, when they were together.

“Good to be home…”, he muttered against her neck, almost caging her in his body as they made it up the stairs.

Out the corner of her eyesight, she saw Bobby flip Dean off from his playful retort about going elsewhere which just made her laugh with Dean. She always found it utterly hilarious how Bobby would react in such a manner when the two of them were together and good, but she also had faith that despite all the complaining and scoffing, her uncle was happy to see her in a good mental state. If she knew she could actually move out and have her own place, she probably would, but there was the whole situation of 1) she was still a young hunter like Dean was, 2) Bobby was incredibly protective knowing that if anything happened to her, she didn't have many people to help her and 3) being a hunter didn't exactly bring nin the money to buy a house.

Feeling his hands slide round her waist as they headed up the stairs reminded her of all the days they had to be stealthy when they were kids which just made it all the more fun and exciting to her. She smiled as she felt his lips on the back of her neck, trying her hardest to not pause on the staircase.

What he was doing was in her eyes, it was partially sexual but not as much as she knew he was just wanting to be close to her and be with someone familiar and calming. She felt the same way, she thought she was going to go crazy just seeing Bobby's face every single day these last few weeks. She didn't consider the odd hunter that stopped by for supplies as people worthy of seeing.

As they reached the top, she heard what he said and her smile turn warm and content. There was just something about hearing him say this was home that made her feel utterly complete and like she wasn't the crazy one considering him home. Reaching her room she opened the door and walked inside with the added weight of Dean wrapped round her like a blanket before closing the door behind them both.

"man I've missed you" she practically whispered to him, turning to face him once again.

Dean kept his arms wrapped around her, stumbling as they made it to the room. As they stepped inside, his mind wandered to some of the things he had seen while he was away, including a couple of people he and his dad weren’t able to save, which had torn him apart, and ended up pushing him to come back to her for this safety. He was home. She was his home, and he understood what she meant by the phrase at that moment as she whispered that she missed him.

As soon as they were in the room, and the door was closed, he took her cheeks in his hands, kissing her deeply before reaching down and hooking his arms behind her bare thighs, wrapping her legs around his waist. He pressed her back against the door and smiled against the kiss, his mind still trying to push the thoughts of the two kids away.

He pulled back, biting her lip a little more aggressively, “Your skin even feels different…”

He gave a small laugh, running his hand up her side under her vest to hold onto her a little better. Preventing injuries during their time together was preferred, considering the last time they had been together. He almost laughed at his concern, trailing a set of kisses down her chin and onto her throat.

“So, you missed me? Not just my body?”, he asked in a loving and joking voice, “I saw the way you were looking at me out there…”

As soon as they got inside, she smirked at Dean's actions into the deep kiss he gave her, making her do nothing but kiss him deeply back. She was used to him being full on, it's one thing she was addicted to about him. She wrapped her arms over his shoulders and round the back of his neck as he kissed her and ran his hands down her bare thighs, hoisting her up onto his waist.

Her fingers ran up into the back of his hair as she looped her ankles together to keep her on his waist and he held her against the door before pulled away just enough to speak to her. She smirked at the comment, chuckling slightly wondering how her skin could feel different to him after such a short amount of time.

She didn't even get a moment to put a sentence together in her head as he kissed down her chin and throat making her expose her neck all the more to him. When he called her out on staring at him earlier she smirked a bit more. "I missed every part of you Dean. You and your body and well, I caught you staring too" she replied to him as she bit her bottom lip.

She was convinced no one could set her off like he did or make her get those first time butterflies in her stomach whenever he kissed any part of her. Not even Ethan set her heart on fire like Dean did and she was never disappointed with Ethan, even if her heart and soul wasn't fully into it at the time. Not even Ethan could match up to her Dean Winchester.

"now shut up and show me how much you've missed me" she told him in a flirtatious tone.

Dean laughed against her neck, nipping at it a bit when she accused him of checking her out. It was true. He couldn’t believe he was seeing her, and then she was wearing such a simple, but perfect outfit for him to come home to. It was as if she knew he was on his way, with those thighs. He continued his assault on her neck, feeling her heartbeat as he placed his kisses, which just egged him on.

One of his favorite things to do was feel how her heartbeat changed in her hands, her arms, her neck, anywhere when he was near. It was proof to him that he had her wrapped up, mentally. Yes, he was possessive. Sure. But who wouldn’t want the person they loved to get excited at a tiny touch?

Not to mention, when her heart sped up, his did too, causing him to gasp against her skin. He trailed his kisses all the way back up to her lips, smirking against them as she egged him on with her words.

“I was planning on it…”, he laughed against her lips, quickly smashing his own against them, his fingers hooking into the bottom of her vest and whipping it over her head, and then pinning both her arms there with his hands. Things were back to normal, and he couldn’t help the small moan of excitement that left his throat as he kissed her.

Bobby was going to be pissed as hell…

As he nipped at her neck, her fingers gripped his short hair knowing that every which way he made her rect to him, it was egging him on all the more. She felt his heart race as hers also did, making her gasp or let the odd small short moan escape her lips. He drove her absolutely crazy and made her feel like she was caught in a whirlwind every single time they became intimate or close.

She kissed him back passionately and hungrily as he trailed his kisses back to her lips, smirking as he laughed against her lips at her words, his own reply spurring her on all the more as she let him lift her arms up and remove her vest before he pinned her to the back of her door and kissed her once more. She didn't even get a chance to rip his shirt off of him before he pinned her in place.

She knew Bobby would be pissed but in her eyes? It was completely worth it. She was his and his alone and she had three weeks worth of pent up frustration of not feeling his touch built up. Now was their moment to rekindle and have some much needed fun......

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She didn't know how they got from the door to the floor and then to the bed but she didn't care. She was content laying beside him, staring up at him smiling happily, pure and utter love for him in her eyes. Her fingers tracing patterns round his collarbone, one leg draped over and between his legs. "if that's what I get reunited with after you've gone away then you should leave more often" she chuckled, leaning her head up and pecking his lips.

Dean caught his breath, his arm snaked under her head and his hand resting in her messy hair. His eyes were closed in a mixture of laziness and contentment as he wiggled his fingers against her scalp and scoffed at her words. He opened his eyes and glanced down at her, just taking in the way she looked against his chest at that moment. His heartbeat had begun to slow, and her fingertips against his sensitive skin was almost enough to put him to sleep.

He kissed her back just as briefly, his eyes showing the love that he didn’t know how to express, but he did it on accident, at times. He laughed at her words, raising his eyebrows and leaning his head back onto the pillow with his eyes closed, “I mean…I can go right now. Just casually slip out of bed and disappear for a couple of weeks, just to get you all worked up like this again.”

He didn’t remember a time that he had ever been that excited or aggressive with her, or anyone else. So, he couldn’t make fun of her too much. The thought of her hair brushing across his face when they had somehow made it to the floor caused goosebumps to form under her fingertips.

Dean chuckled giving a toothy smile. He lowered his hand that had been in her hair down to her upper back, stroking the skin gently, to illicit goosebumps from her, as well.

“I missed this too much to stay away that long again…”, he whispered, snuggling her a little closer to him.

Feeling his fingers in her hair was always something that made her feel so relaxed. There was something about him doing that action that relaxed her more than anything else, which always said a lot. Looking in his eyes, she saw the love he very rarey was able to truly show on the outside in them. His eyes seemed brighter than normal and that was when she knew the love he always said he had for her was showing outwardly.

Seeing him laugh at her joking words made her chuckle back, her mind just savouring the sound of his laugh as always made her heart soar. At his quip about sneaking off and coming back two weeks later, she smirked, playfully and lightly slapping his chest. He also wasn't the only one that could remember the last time they were ever that rabid with each other, but they were and she had to admit it brought a whole new spark to her, whilst also being certain it did the same to him as well.

Feeling his hand leave her hair and go onto her back, her skin reacted to the movement creating goosebumps and gave her the smallest light shiver as his fingertips brushed down some of her tattooed covered scars.

She listened to his whisper as he pulled her closer to him making her instinctively cuddle him a bit tighter. "me too. It killed me not having you here or waking up next to you" she told him softly.

Dean kissed her forehead, smiling at her words. He could tell she missed him, as she was very snuggly, and needy, which he loved. Keeping his lips against her head, he closed his eyes once again, and drifted off to sleep.

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A heavy knock on the door caused Dean to open his eyes, but not turn to the door as somewhere during their nap, he had ended up hugging Mika, his face buried in her hair. He assumed it was Bobby, coming to tell them some news that could wait. What he didn’t expect was for Bobby to step into the room when they didn’t answer him.

“I ordered lunch and…”, Bobby froze at the door, looking down quickly and taking a deep and frustrated breath as he stomped his foot, “Dammit boy! You’ve been back in this house not six hours and already I have to stare at your bare ass?!”

“You’re the one who walked in the room. What else did you think was taking so long?”, Dean grumbled into Mika’s hair, still not moving. His words caused Bobby to cover his eyes and grab Dean’s jeans off the floor, throwing them, belt and all at his bare back, which caused Dean to flinch and yelp, “Hey! What the hell, Bobby.”

“Get up. Both of you. I need one of you to come downstairs and watch for the food that I was nice enough to order…and pay for. Stuck at the hip as you are, I figure the answer is both of ya.”, Bobby growled, before reaching down carefully and throwing a blanket toward Dean as well, who quickly pulled it over his lower body and turned to face Bobby.

“Alright! Alright. Sorry, Bobby…”

“Yeah, yeah. Get dressed!”, Bobby shouted as he left the room, leaving the door open on his way back down the stairs.

Soon as Dean fell asleep, so did Mika, feeling cosy and comfortable embraced and wrapped up in Dean's grasp. She had always told herself that when he came back she wouldn't be the needy and clingy type, but that all went out the window the moment he came back.

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She heard the knock on the door as it woke her up but she refused to open her eyes just yet. She could feel from their positions that during their nap they had somehow changed positions and it was Dean being the hugging one. Smiling to herself softly, she stroked the back of his head not expecting Bobby to come barging in when they didn't didn't answer his knock.

Yet he did barge in and then scolded Dean for being naked which made her smirk and use all her willpower to not laugh when Bobby was still in the room. It was during the complaining of Dean's bare ass that Mika opened her eyes and glanced at Bobby, seeing him throw Dean's clothing at him as well as one her throws.

As the chat between the two men she gave any kind of time for in her life went on, she bit the inside of her lip to really not laugh out loud, seeing how pissed Bobby was and knew she'd have to seriously make it up to him later on.

She sighed as Bobby told them to get dressed and hurry up before he stormed out of her room and headed downstairs, which she then let out the laugh she had been holding in for what felt forever. "we're gonna have to seriously make it up to him somehow" she remarked, slipping out from under him and sitting up, leaning down and grabbing her panties and clothes to get dressed once more.

Standing up, she got her underwear and shorts back on as she walked around topless trying to find her vest which she found near her door, squatted down and picked it up, pulling it straight on. "was worth the scolding though!" she sniggered at him, looking over her shoulder at him.