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Started May 14, 2018 by Deleted user

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"I am indeed a wild animal in more ways than one," He grinned.

Darren ran his hands over his stitches as a replacement for running them through what used to be thick, dark hair, something he always did when he was stressed, "I love you, Lillian."

Lillian took his hand with her good one, "I love you too Darren."

She flicked his forehead and laughed, a bright red blush covering her face. "You are such a pervert it's not even funny."

A truly authentic smile crossed his lips and lingered there, he gave her hand a squeeze.

Ryan laughed harder, "I'm a guy! Of course Imma pervert, not everyone can be perfect like Cancer Boy."

Lillian smiled back. She felt at peace, weird. She squeezed back.

"What is perfection? It does not exist. Wait, we have Supernatural. Never mind, perfection does exist and his name is Sam, Dean, and Cas." She giggled.

"Are interested in finishing your movie Miss Pheonix?" the smile stayed on his face.

Ryan sighed, "Truth, you speak truth."

She burst out laughing, falling onto her back. "Oh my god my day has been made."

(Gtg.)

Lillian smiled, "Sounds great, Mister Anderson.)

She burst out laughing, falling onto her back. "Oh my god my day has been made."

"Well I'm glad you're that happy,"

She lifted her head and smiled at him. "You try to be all tough and then this happens. Admit it, you're precious."

He smiled, "I don't have a clue what you mean,"

She rolled her eyes. "Suuuure you don't. Liar."

He squinted at her, "Fine, I guess I'll never know what you mean, seeing as how you won't tell me,"

She sighed. "I mean that you pretend to be all tough and then turn all sweet and protective. In other words, you go from Jensen Ackles to Misha Collins real quick."

"Is that a good thing?" He raised an eyebrow.

She smiled and nodded. "A very good thing."

Ryan smiled, "As long as it's good then go me!"

She giggled and laid back down, pulling her phone in front of her, once again causing her shirt to ride up. "Now what?"

Ryan's eyes traveled back to her skin, "I dunno, whatever you want to…uhhh… do,"

She glanced at him, slightly confused but shrugged it off. "I mean I could just lie here all day and scroll through Pinterest. You do you. I'll do me. And we won't do each other. Probably." She paused for a second. "That was a great poem."

Ryan bit at his lip his eyes fixed on her open skin, "You should be a poet,"

She chuckled slightly. "I should shouldn't I?"

"Yes, or maybe you should write my songs,"

"Ooh I'd love that. I may or may not have said this already but I've always had a small dream of being a writer. But maybe that's just the arts kid in me."

"I'd read your," He paused for a moment distracted, "your books,"