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    “So what’s the fuckin’ deal??” he asked.
    You frowned, not in the mood for bullshit. “No, what’s your fucking deal?? What do you want?”
    He huffed and ran a hand over his face. “Don’t act so fuckin’ thickheaded. Either invite me in or slam the door in my face.”
    Before you could remind yourself of all the numerous reasons why you shouldn't be doing this, you were kissing him as he groaned softly into your mouth. You nearly moaned yourself, distantly noting that the stranger’s hair at the bar had been like Dean’s. But it was so much better because it actually was Dean, and Dean's lips were softer and Dean was holding you perfectly, and Dean was who you'd actually wanted in the first place and for so long.
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    A prequel to "For Dean," the first work in this series. This fic can be read as a standalone, but you'll probably enjoy it more if you read it second! :) Originally inspired by a dream I had, and the song Hunting Days by Khatumu

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    31 Mar 2026

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