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hiabbyiloveyou:kat-chup:greaser high school destiel au because i even embarrass myself sometimes with how lame my otp ideas areToday it is salmon and chartreuse.Yesterday it was tangerine and cornflower blue.
And the day before that it was lemon and periwinkle.
But Dean Winchester isn’t the type to notice these things.
The rise of a cheekbone, the curve of a lip. Faint stubble and dark hair that looks so soft.
What would they feel like beneath his calloused hands? How easily would his fingers tangle in those locks?
But Dean Winchester isn’t the type to ask these questions.
Sitting at the drugstore counter and ordering two chocolate malts with the money he won off Gordon last night. Clutching unfamiliar school books to his chest as he carries them to a home that is not his own. Going without his leather jacket because it really does look better against blue eyes.
But Dean Winchester isn’t the type to imagine these things.
Instead, Dean Winchester rides a motorcycle. He skips class. He sneers at varsity jackets while he lights up in the parking lot.
Dean Winchester is olive greens and dark boots and greying wife beaters.He is the epitome of too cool, and all of it makes him ill when he thinks about it too much. He compensates with slicked hair and the tightness of his jeans, a white smile and a dangling cigarette.
Dean Winchester is not the type, he tells himself, to notice these things or ask those questions. He is not the type to imagine hand holding and slow dancing.
He is not the type that can make a nice boy happy.
So two days ago it was lemon and periwinkle.
And yesterday it tangerine and cornflower blue.
And today it is salmon and chartreuse.
And Dean Winchester will keep looking and keep not noticing, because he is not that type.(That is, until tomorrow when it is fuschia and navy, and Dean decides the very least he could do is try to be that type.)
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