"No, thank you, I will get it," he murmurs, walking into their kitchen. He would like a kitchen like this, he thinks as he pours himself a glass. It is open and warm in a way he thinks Dean would like.
"Does Mike mind..." he asks, trailing off as blood starts to pour out of the spout. It runs thick and slow and it is going to stain their beautiful kitchen.
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Date: 2014-04-12 02:34 am (UTC)"Does Mike mind..." he asks, trailing off as blood starts to pour out of the spout. It runs thick and slow and it is going to stain their beautiful kitchen.