"Well make yourselves comfortable" Bobby said walking up his stairs, "I'll be in my room if you need me"
"Night Bobby" Dean was the only one to respond.
"He seems pretty cool" Dawn says after a minute.
"Yeah, he's something. I mean he's always been here for us no matter what and if it wasn't for him we'd probably be dead." Dean laughs.
Everyone lapses into silence putting out makeshift beds for themselves.
Dawn and Sam talk quietly sitting on their little bed and Dean walls into the kitchen. Buffy followed shortly after.
"What's up?" She asked plopping down on the counter.
"Nothing I'm just super hungry" he replied opening the fridge.
"Dean, we just ate an hour ago."
"Exactly. It's been a long time. I gotta keep up my strength if I'm gonna fight alongside the slayer. I don't wanna be seen as soft ya know" he said opening a container of leftovers.
"Pfft, yeah right. Anyway are we sharing the same bed or should I make another one?"
"I don't care it's up to you" Dean continued eating.
"Cool, guess we're sharing then" Buffy hopped off the counter.
"This time don't take all the blankets" Dean said before she left the kitchen.
"No promises" she laughed.
Dean leaned against the kitchen counter for a little longer finishing the food and throwing the container in the sink and then washing his hands and face.
Using the window to see his reflection, he stopped washing and turned off the sink. He stared at himself for a while then sighed and walked into the living room.
Everyone was now laying down and watching tv. All the lights were off so he shut out the kitchen light too and went to lay on his and Buffy's bed.
She turned towards him and away from the tv.
"You were in there for a really long time, I almost had to send someone to make sure you were still alive." She joked.
"Shut up" he laughed and she leaned down and kissed him softly. He stopped laughing and kissed her back a little surprised. Once she pulled away he propped himself up on his elbows.
"Listen, Buff, im not one to stop the spontaneous kissing or the kind of guy that has to know what we are but" he paused.
She prompted him "but what?" She raised her eyebrows.
"But what are we?" He finished.
"It's as good a question as any I suppose." She said laying back down.
"And?"
"And maybe I'll figure it out tomorrow." She shut off the tv and rolled back away from Dean.
"Goodnight then Buffy" he rolled away from her too.
"Night, Dean" she mumbled.
