Dean & Kaitlyn: Prompts & Stuff

Flappy Bird.

Imagine Person A of your OTP playing Flappy Bird and getting mad at it. A is lying down on B and is constantly complaining to them. After awhile of Person A playing and them getting frustrated, Person B starts whispering dirty things in A's ear. Person A ends up putting down their phone and has a nice night with Person B.

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Lying on the bed, settled between Dean's legs, her back resting on his chest Kaitlyn tapped at her phone.

"GODAMN YOU STUPID BIRD!"

Dean looked at Kaitlyn at her sudden outburst, she however remained quiet. Not thinking anything of it, Dean's attention turned back to the television.

"HOW HARD IS IT FOR YOU TO JUST FLAP?!"

"Kait, what the heck are you doing?", Dean asked.

"Flappy bird.", Kaitlyn replied, tapping on her phone screen.

Dean rolled his eyes, he had heard about that game.

Roman was playing it earlier at the arena, he nearly Superman punched his phone into the ground.

"Why can't he just flap?", Kaitlyn pouted, looking at Dean.

Shrugging, Dean placed a kiss on her lips. "I don't know.", he replied simply.

Minutes passed, Kaitlyn seeming to get more frustrated as she tried and tried.

"This phone is going to end up out of the window.", Kaitlyn sneered as she made herself more comfortable.

"You've said that like five times now.", Dean added.

Turning her head slowly, Kaitlyn glared at Dean who held up his hands in defence. "Hey just stating facts.", stated.

"Ugh.", Kaitlyn grunted, turning her attention back to the game. Her concentration had got her to a score of twenty, the highest she had ever got.

Cough.

Dean jerked slightly, therefore made Kaitlyn jerk too, the bird sent crashing to the ground as her eyes widened.

"I AM SO DONE WITH THIS!"

Sighing, listening to her rant off about some stupid bird dying on some stupid game, Dean pulled her against him, his hands resting on her waist. The quickness of his actions, startled Kaitlyn.

Turning her face to his, Dean captured Kaitlyn's lips with his. The kiss deepening as his hand moved to tangle in her hair.

Pulling away, his head rested against hers, both catching their breath.

"I've got something for you to play with, but it's not that stupid bird.", Dean whispered into her ear, smirking.

Moaning softy Kaitlyn ground her hips into him, feeling his hardness press against her. Placing her phone on the bedside table, Kaitlyn straddled Dean, running her hands up his chest.

"As cheesy as that was, that sounds like a good idea.", Kaitlyn nodded slightly, biting her lip into a smile before leaning down to capture his lips with hers.

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Don't even ask about this prompt. Flappy Bird is like the worst thing ever but I saw it. I wanted to do it. I thought it was good, I suppose.