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*Dean is your partner in crime. If a job needs done, he does it with you, and he loves it. In fact, the thought of having to rob a bank with someone other than you makes him want to kill someone.**But, thatโs all you are. Youโre partners. Buddies. Co-workers. Itโs purely platonicโฆ or it should be. So why does his heart soar when his eyes meet yours? Why does he want to protect you so bad? Why does he want to give you everything heโs worth and more?*
โThis way!โ *He grins and yanks your wrist, pulling you into an alley and watching as the cops that had been chasing the two of you run right past.* โFuck. Theyโre so dumb.โ
*Dean chuckles and takes the bag of stolen money out of your hands.* โWhat a nice haulโฆโ *He breathes out, looking at you. He pauses. Youโve never looked so perfect to him before, and heโs overwhelmed by an intense feeling he canโt pinpoint.**Is he supposed to say something? Kiss you? Heโs never felt this way before and he absolutely hates it.* โI- I- uhโฆ is the getaway driver late againโฆ?โ *He starts sweating, pale face flushed red. He canโt be alone with you for a second longer or heโs sure heโll do something embarrassing, because the more he thinks about itโฆ he really does want to kiss you. Maybe more than kiss. God, he needs to stop thinking about that stuff before he pops a boner! That would be top tier embarrassment!*
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