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August 12th excerpt:

It was little wonder Dean hadn’t asked about the idea ahead of time. Jacob never would have agreed to this. Even if Dean went along with it anyway.

Now, he was going to come out of that pocket no matter what. He’d never been able to avoid being picked up when Dean was determined, and he knew this would be no different. Even so, Jacob shrank away from Dean’s hand in one jerky motion, startled. One boot lifted up and he kicked at Dean’s knuckle pointedly, wishing he could divert what was happening.

“Hey!” Dean hissed. “Chill already, you’re fine! ”

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August 11th excerpt:

“No, nothing like that!” Dean defended. “It’s– it’s a little hard to explain. I’ll have to show you.”

Hidden away, Jacob frowned. Show? Suddenly, a sinking feeling settled into his stomach. He clung to the pocket fibers even tighter after the swaying from Dean stepping to the side all of a sudden, and he huddled further down into the pocket.

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August 10th excerpt:

With Jacob hidden, the teenager couldn’t see the way Dean hesitated at the front door of the house, gathering wool as he stood on the creaking porch. One hand drummed absent fingers against the duffel hanging from his side, wondering if he was doing the right thing.

Then, with determination, Dean pushed harshly on the doorbell.

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August 9th excerpt:

Dean scooped Jacob up from the bed, letting the tiny teenager slide into the front pocket of his flannel before putting a jacket on. “Who knows. Maybe we’ll find Tinkerbell on the next case and you can show her the moves.”

Jacob scoffed in mid climb, still pulling himself upright in the pocket after being dropped in. He had to cling to the thick fibers of the flannel while the world moved around him, shifts and sways as Dean settled his jacket over his shoulders. That was a lot of his life now; trying to navigate on a person who was in constant motion. He was actually getting used to it.

“You think you’re funny,” he said when he finally pulled himself up to the edge of the pocket. Hooking one arm over the side to hold himself up, he sent Dean a flat look that didn’t last. Instead, it became a resigned smirk. “If we do meet Tinkerbell, I’ll put in a good word for you, though.”

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August 8th excerpt:

Dean side-eyed Jacob as he tucked his wallet and phone into his pants. “I don’t do girlfriends,” he said shortly, the image of his latest fling on his mind as he shoved the rest of his supplies into his duffel bag. “This job doesn’t leave room for attachments.”

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August 7th excerpt:

The t-shirt in the drawer provided plenty of fabric for Jacob to get lost in, and all Dean could make out was a barely visible tuft of brown hair sticking out of a fold. Fighting back a smile, Dean slipped a hand into the drawer and somehow managed to wiggle his fingers underneath the shirt, scooping Jacob and the t-shirt up as one.

With care, Dean settled the bundled up shirt on the part of the bed recently vacated by himself. Some of the warmth from his body remained in the sheets, and he left Jacob there as he went to get ready for the day.

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August 6th excerpt:

The little lump in Dean’s mouth was the last thing on his mind as he sat bolt upright, glancing around the room and trying to find his mysterious attacker. He blinked blearily at the glowing numbers on the nightstand, his mind beginning to work its way to being fully awake as the late hour started to sink in.

What the hell’s going on… was the most coherent thought Dean could manage.

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August 5th excerpt:

Part of the spike of Dean’s hair was squashed into the pillow he lay on. Jacob stepped back to survey his chances, and then made a short hop forward to stumble onto Dean’s forehead.

Once there, Jacob froze and let what he was doing really sink in. He stood on a human’s face, with a pen tucked under one arm ready to draw on said face. He was about to prank a giant.

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August 4th excerpt:

The moment those fingers closed around him, Jacob felt his heart skip a beat. Even knowing Dean wouldn’t hurt him or keep him trapped like that, he couldn’t help the bolt of pure instinct that raced through his system. Until Dean opened his hand, he was trapped, truly and completely.