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When You Are Drunk

Dean:
Though Dean Winchester is known for womanizing nearly every bar he walks into, the man always makes sure to maintain one simple rule.
Never hookup with someone who isn't in the right mind to say 'no'.
Dean was gentle yet flirty, offering to buy you some drinks after one of your many successful hunts; and though you weren't really one for the bar-scene... or downing copious amounts of alcohol, you graciously accepted the gesture, drinking until your vision was blurry and your mind was filled with a thick fog.
Needless to say, the booze took away all of your most basic inhibitions, including the desire to keep your crush on Dean Winchester hidden within the deepest confines of your mind.
You draped yourself over him, the liquor you had ingested giving you a whole new sense of courage... well, that and Dean had been following you with a lustful gaze practically the whole night.
He wanted you, just as much as you wanted him.
However, much to your despair, Dean never once allowed things to progress past small kisses and innocent snuggling.
Thinking back, you can still remember desperately whining for him, explaining to him that anything you did would be consensual.
"No it's not, [Y/N]." he had sighed, refusing to budge on the subject. "You can barely walk, let alone tell me 'no'." Wrapping one of his muscular arms around your waist, he pulled you to rest your head on his bicep. "Besides, I want you to be fully present during our first time together..." he continued lowly, his green-eyes sparkling within the dimly lighted room. "...because, you ain't gonna want to forget one second of it, babe. Trust me."

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Castiel:
Although drinking rarely has any ill-affect on Castiel, the angel is well aware of the dangers that alcohol can have on the human body.
When at a bar, Cas rarely leaves your side, choosing to instead watch for any signs of trouble. He is extremely wary of the strangers who approach you with unholy intentions, making sure that they do not touch you in an inappropriate manner; and though he doesn't ruin your fun, Castiel never allows you to disappear with another man or woman when your judgement is cloudy at best.
...not that you wanted to leave with anyone besides that dorky, blue-eyed angel.
"Why don't you ever drink with me, Cas?" you had questioned him one night, swallowing a mouthful of your favorite beer. "I've seen you drink with Sam and Dean on more than one occasion."
"I love you dearly, [Y/N]." he had explained, a small blush spreading over his cheeks. "If I become intoxicated, who will keep you out of harm's way?"

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Sam:
Drinking with Sam Winchester has always been one of your favorite post-hunt hobbies... well, when you don't manage to stumble and fall on your face, that is.
Actually... you're more or less known for losing track of your feet while drinking, tripping over perfectly flat surfaces and scuffing the bunker's floor, much to Dean's dismay.
Hey, since when is hard liquor supposed to bring out your 'graceful' side?
Though you're absolutely positive that your blunders are downright hilarious to watch, Sam doesn't laugh or crack any jokes. Instead, he rushes to your side before helping you onto your wobbly feet. He wraps a sturdy arm underneath your own arms, leading you to the nearest couch or bed.
...and when you're incapable of standing? Well, let's just say he takes matters into his own hands, scooping you off of the floor and carrying you to the Impala or your bedroom.
Placing your head on his shoulder, you thank him endlessly, not quite sure the hazel-eyed man can completely understand your slurred speech.
"Don't worry about it, baby." he'd assure you with a tiny chuckle, resting you on your mattress, and helping you kick off your shoes. "I'm here for you, and you're here for me, right?" Climbing onto the bed beside you, he leaned on his elbow, smiling when you began to doze off. "Go to sleep, [Y/N]. We need you up and walking for that hunt tomorrow."

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