Camp Over The Hill - Dean Ambrose (AU)

Selfies

A picture of Dean wearing a fanny back and a pretty pair of sunglasses recently came out. Thought it was fitting so I wanted to share.

(Still day 3 AKA day 2)

Alex.

"Dean" I whisper.

"What" he yells back with cookie crumbs falling out of his mouth.

Classy.

"Why is everyone looking at us through the window?"

Dean turns around. "Oh shit" he says before stuffing his face with the rest of his cookie.

Seth is staring at us, jaw dropped, hands on hips.

Jesus, what did we do?

"Okay look, just take the picture and get this over with so we can go see what's up" Dean sighs as he wipes the crumbs off his face.

"Ugh, Dean! You got more chocolate stains on your face" I groan.

"Again? Where?" He frowns.

"Hold still" I say as I walk up to him.

Being that Dean is so tall, I have to stand on his damn feet just to reach his face.

All up close and personal.

I lick my thumb and run it on his cheek. Nothing.

"What the fuck" I scrunch my nose as I lean even loser into his face rubbing even harder on this chocolate stain. I place my other hand behind his head to hold his head still and to help keep my balance. It also helps that Dean is holding me from behind. Almost liking he's hugging me, I ain't complaining.

You see, after a long conversation about picture taking, we started talking about selfies.

"I'm not good at those" Dean said.

So I told him I would take a picture of him in front of the cabin. But on the way back to camp, after picking up the movies, Dean got a cookie. Not just a cookie, a extra chocolate chip cookie bigger than his own damn face. This lead to him having a chocolate beard that I've have now cleaned off his face twice..

"Great, it's gone. Now let's take this picture-"

"THERE ARE CHILDREN AROUND" Seth called out as he angrily walked up to us with his hand on his hips.

Oh, right, there's  also an army of kids walking behind him.

I looked at Kevin and gave him a confused look.

He smirks at me.

"What?" Dean and I say at the same time.

"You two, making LOVE right in front of the camp is disgusting!" Zoe crossed her arms.

She's ten, of course she doesn't know what making love means.

Dean laughs. "Uh, zoya- "

"It's Zoe" she corrects Dean.

"Oh sorry" Dean laughs. "zoya is just a much, and I mean MUCH better name."

"He's not wrong" Harry says.

Who knew he had an accent, huh.

"HEY!" Zoe shouts. "This isn't about my name, we have to punish you two for your inappropriate behaviour!"

"Oh for god sake" I roll my eyes. "NOBODY was making love OR making out... Well at least we weren't, I hear some weird noises coming from the office at night" I look over at the office where Steph and Paul are pretty much all day. "BUT ANYWAYS, I was rubbing the chocolate stains off Dean's face for a nice picture!"