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Spn poetry month - Day 7: WLW rarepairs

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just a silly little poem about claire meeting krissy and immediately falling in love (and it might just be reciprocal who knows)

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Destiel

which one tags the other in pictures of cute animals: Cas

which one injures themself while trying to impress the other: Dean

which one carries the other on their shoulders when they get too tired to walk: cas

which one puts pizza rolls in the shopping cart when the other isn’t looking: Dean because ‘just trust me on this cas, they’re great’

which one sends the other useless fun facts at 3 am: cas with 

which one feeds stray animals: Cas

which one sleeps in really weird positions: Cas, he sometimes forgets to sleep and ends up sleeping in the armchair 

which one opens all the jars/bottles: Cas - Dean doesn’t even need to hand it to him, he’ll just open it with his grace

which one spontaneously bursts into song for no reason: Dean

which one buys the other really weird birthday cards: Dean, not that Cas really gets them... or just tells Dean that he’s too old for birthday cards

Krissy/Claire

which one tags the other in pictures of cute animals: Claire

which one injures themself while trying to impress the other: Claire

which one carries the other on their shoulders when they get too tired to walk: Krissy

which one puts pizza rolls in the shopping cart when the other isn’t looking: Claire

which one sends the other useless fun facts at 3 am: Krissy

which one feeds stray animals: Krissy with an unamused look from Claire until Krissy isn’t looking and then she’ll drop some food off for them too

which one sleeps in really weird positions: Claire

which one opens all the jars/bottles: Krissy, much to Claire’s chagrin

which one spontaneously bursts into song for no reason: they both do

which one buys the other really weird birthday cards: Krissy

Femslash february; O1. “It’s snowing outside - crash”

Claire had only vague memories of the night. Her mother had asked her to get groceries for them while they were out for church, paying a visit to the elderly in town. That night, the temperatures had dropped below thirty-two degrees and snow had fallen, leaving the Pontiac roads with a layer of ice. Her father had warned her about them, told her to drive slowly. 

She didn’t remember anything from getting into her car to waking up at the hospital with a pounding headache and blood seeping through the bandages at her arms. Even afterwards, the recollection was vague. Krissy had been waiting in her room, told her how she’d pulled over when she’d seen her car flipped on the tarmac and promised Claire’s parents - who had been called - that her daughter would be looked after until they got back.

“But it’s a Halloween tradition!”

“Yeah, for people who think ghosts aren’t real!”

“C’mon, it’s just harmless fun.”

“It’s stupid, and I refuse to play into that idiocy.”

“Pleaaase,” Krissy wheedled, scooting closer to Claire on the couch.  She wrapped her arms around her waist and leaned in to rest her head on her shoulder plaintively.  “It’ll be fun, I promise.  Can’t we be silly teenagers just this once?  If you really hate it, we’ll never do it again.”

Claire rolled her eyes, but kissed Krissy anyway, effectively shutting her up for a minute.  They sat, making out slowly, thoughtfully, for a few moments before Krissy finally pulled away with a fake pout.  

“So you’ll come with me?”  

“Yes, I’ll come.  But you’re buying my ticket.”  Krissy scoffed.  

“Please, we’ll be sneaking our way in like the teenage deviants we are.”

“Delinquent,” Claire teased.

“Hooligan.”

“Hoodlum.”

“Punk.”

“Ruffian.”  

“Rapscallion.”  Claire finally gave into the laugh she’d been withholding.

“Okay, okay.  You win,” she conceded.  Krissy just winked at her and squeezed her tighter.  

“You love me.”

Author Summary: Krissy ends up meeting Claire in well, not the best position, but eventually they realize they have a lot more in common than they thought

Rating: G