18: [Action/Video] Touch Me

[dashboardlite]

A video camera, recording, is propped up on Dean's bedside table, giving any viewers a wide frame of his torso and head.  A bottle of Scotch sits next to it, half-empty.  The Doors' Touch Me is playing in the background, fairly quietly as Dean's music goes.  He's thumbing through an automobile magazine, predictably, and humming along (a wee bit off-key).  The hunter snorts when he reaches a particularly hilarious page in his reading material.  "Oh, you gotta be kiddin' me," He rolls his eyes.  "Goddamn horoscopes in my car mags?  Better be a damn good one about Aquariu-"

Dean stops - glancing down at his watch, then the magazine, then his watch again - and makes a face.

"Oh."

His eyebrows raise in surprise.

"So, uh."  He chuckles a little nervously at the camera, quirking a crooked grin.  "Looks like I'm twenty-nine today.  Time flies, huh?"

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[timisnotme.livejournal.com]

Happy birthday! You should get yourself some brews and some cake from the dining room.

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[out-of-minutes.livejournal.com]

Cas wanders in a few minutes later, his attention drawn to by the music, and Dean's humming (not that he'd admit it, but it's nice, okay). His gaze falls on the scotch, and he frowns.

"Dean, why are you drinking. It's 9am." Dean has schooled him well in the Etiquette of Booze, and he's pretty sure one is supposed to wait until evening. Or at least late afternoon.

[sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com]

[ The transmission starts off with a sheepish look from Phil, but quickly turns into his best perfectly cheerful and our last meeting didn't end on awkward terms nope no way smile.

And granted, he actually is in a fairly good mood for a change, so now is as good a time as any to make sure he doesn't break off contact with his new acquaintance. Neurotically worried because Dean didn't get back to him for over a week? Him? No way! ]

Hey... [ SMILE. ]

Happy birthday!

...Did you actually just almost forget about that? Your own birthday?