It starts slow; the waitress in the diner gives him a little pat on the behind as they're leaving, and Dean just thinks damn straight, I've still got it. He's less enthused when the burly man at the gas station slaps his ass, but he's aware of his charms, so shrugs it off and resists the urge to rub at the sting.
By dinnertime, Dean's completely paranoid and his ass is burning. Sam acts like nothing is out of the ordinary, so Dean doesn't say anything, just eases himself down into the booth a little more carefully than usual and tells himself it's just his imagination that Sam is watching him more closely than usual.
Re: Sam's birthday
It starts slow; the waitress in the diner gives him a little pat on the behind as they're leaving, and Dean just thinks damn straight, I've still got it. He's less enthused when the burly man at the gas station slaps his ass, but he's aware of his charms, so shrugs it off and resists the urge to rub at the sting.
By dinnertime, Dean's completely paranoid and his ass is burning. Sam acts like nothing is out of the ordinary, so Dean doesn't say anything, just eases himself down into the booth a little more carefully than usual and tells himself it's just his imagination that Sam is watching him more closely than usual.