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June 12th excerpt:

Dean licked his lips. “Is that really what you think?” he asked hoarsely, shoving himself back to his feet. He almost stumbled away from the table, blindly grabbing for his jacket. Something in him wanted to get out, get away…

Somewhere he wouldn’t have to see the fear in Jacob’s eyes from the night before flash into his mind again.

“W-wait, Dean, lemme just…” Jacob tried to say, but Dean wasn’t listening to him. The human didn’t acknowledge him at all and seemed entirely out of sorts after the question.

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June 11th excerpt: 

Jacob sighed and shrugged before reaching out to push Dean’s hand. “Sure, running towards the monsters. Sign me up.”

“Hey, as long as I’m running towards the monsters, it means they ain’t about to chase after me,” Dean shot easily back, smirking at the featherlight feeling of an amazingly small hand trying to push against his. On his own, Jacob would never be able to move the hand, but Dean played along and moved it away. Before getting out of reach, though, he curled his hand and playfully messed up Jacob’s hair. He couldn’t pass up a prime opportunity like that to mess with the kid.

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June 10th excerpt:

The voice of Alex Trebek played over the speakers of the motel room TV. “This car was made famous in the film Knight Ri–”

“What is the nineteen eighty-two Firebird!” Dean called out instantaneously.

Jacob flinched in his whole body, ducking his head and clamping his hands over his ears in surprise. Dean’s voice blurted from behind him, but also from under him. He was seated on the source.

He really should have seen that coming.  

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June 9th excerpt:

“So glad you could enjoy yourself,” Jacob muttered with a roll of his eyes, still resenting how he must have looked just now.

Dean’s grin came back full force at the attitude he was getting from a kid smaller than his fingers. It had been so long since he’s had someone around to joke with, the attitude was refreshing. Like he’d been missing it for years and had only just noticed the absence.

“Aww, c’mon, it wasn’t that bad, was it?” Dean asked lightly. “You know you had fun too. In between cursing me out, that is.” He gave Jacob a playful nudge against his shoulder with a thumb. “You’ll just have to find a way to get me back. That way we’ll be even.”

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June 8th excerpt:

Dean tossed his tie on the bed and shucked off his jacket. “Didja miss me?” he called out to the room at large, scanning for Jacob on the table.

Jacob only peered around the laptop once he was certain it was Dean. All human voices tended to rumble a little in the air, but the deep, gruff cadence was coming to be more and more familiar to the cursed teen. He poked his head out from his hiding place before stepping out fully.

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Sam will still feel Jacob when he looks at him (and boy is that a weird feeling to get from a guy smaller than him, but Jacob remains uncursed), but since Jacob is both nonthreatening and means no harm, it’ll be very light, almost like a tickle. Even Dean will make a more solid impression on Sam when he glances over. 

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June 7th excerpt: 

Dean smirked. “We’ll have to get you a sense of style, smalls. Maybe when I find some new clothes for you that fit. You’ll be a ladykiller in no time.” Dean couldn’t see, but Jacob rolled his eyes at the comment. He finished tightening his tie, glancing towards the mirror next to the bathroom. “There,” Dean said, satisfied. “Lookin’ sharp.”

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June 6th excerpt:

“Gonna just walk right in?” Jacob asked, finding something to ask to take his mind off his sudden nerves in the shadow of an enormous hunter. “That actually works?”

Dean bobbed his head as he slipped his fake ID back into the inner pockets of his jacket. Pockets that were large enough, gaping enough, for Jacob to disappear into the same way. And If Dean didn’t want him found, he never would be.

“All it takes is confidence and the right outfit,” Dean told Jacob as he ambled over to the bed and pulled his handgun out from the back of his pants.

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@nightmares06

It’s not that he’s less nice, because in Dean’s mind he thinks he’s being just as good a guy as always. He just takes all decisions into his own hands, tends to do whatever he thinks is best, and won’t really take no for an answer. It’s like high-level big brothering, because here, the younger one won’t argue back with the giant that captured me. 

Poor Jacob. 

@neonthewrite

And therein lies one of the big differences between Sam and Jacob. While they might both seem like shy little mini-Sasquatches, Sam is far more likely than Jacob to tell someone off. Jacob doesn’t like confrontation and he will avoid it even if it means silently dealing with Dean’s well-intentioned but stifling protectiveness.