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Dean just stared at Ashby, rolling his eyes. "Whatever." he grabbed some biscuits before heading back into the living room to see Tasmin. He smile at her, "Think someone took scissors to your t shirt Tassy." he smirked, eating one of the biscuits before slipping his shoes on with his spare hand.

Bryony giggled at his reply, watching as Dean walked out. "I'm not sure I could say the same about your snoring Ash." she smirked a little before sipping the warm tea and dipping a biscuit into it and nibbling away at it. 
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ashby shook his head, laughing at her. "hey, I don't snore.. that loudly. it's part of my man charm, don't you complain." he winked and sipped his drink, leaning his back against the counter. "so how is your leg today? you don't seem to have changed at all.. which is good."

tasmin raised her eyebrows at him, grabbing her phone off the table, and checking it for texts. "problemo mon amie?" she shook her head and slipped into her converse, lacing them up. she took a biscuit off him and smiled innocent, before walking to the front door.
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Bryony placed her cup down and raised her hands in innocents. "It was a very manly snore, I'll give you that." she giggled softly, picking her cup back up and sipping from it again. Trying not to burn her tongue, which was something she still did when drinking tea, coffee or even hot chocolate. "Yeah, I feel fine I guess." she lifted her leg up and wiggled it a little. 

Dean made a playful little gasp when she took one of his biscuits. He grabbed the keys and held the door open for her. He watched her walk out before falling behind, shutting the door with a slight slam to verify the fact it was shut. "Hope you enjoyed that biscuit missy!"
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ashby smiled and rested his hand under her calf, to look at it. he lifted it up slightly and ran his fingers over the bite marks, shaking his head. "I cannot believe he did that to you.. but I guess I should be thankful that you aren't dead." he shrugged and let her leg go gently. "I hope nothing happens to you." he said quietly, eventually.

tasmin smiled sweetly, but it was a cheeky sort of smile, as she put her seat belt on, looking over at him and nodding. "oh yeah, I did. it was delicious." she raised an eyebrow and smirked a little, looking out of the window. she loved the little area they lived in, it was quiet and suburban.
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Bryony watched him analyse her leg, nibbling onto her lip a little bit. "What are the signs to look out for if anything is going to change about me..?" she said it quietly, as if it was a topic to whisper about so others wouldn't hear. Not like there was anyone else in, Dean made that pretty clear.

Dean got into the car, started up the engine and cruised down the street. "So, our story is that I was drunk, bonfire, foolish dare." he turned up the radio and nodded his head to the beat of the song playing. 
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ashby shrugged. "senses are better, more hair growth, a tail.." he couldn't help but grin. "and also your temperature will increase rapidly too." he shrugged and looked down at her. "has anything happened yet? because if you do change you need to tell me okay?" he sighed a little.

tasmin glanced at him and nodded her head. "okay, I like the sound of that.. what a stupid dare, you get so silly when you're drunk.." she smirked slightly and bit her lip, looking back out of the window, humming along to the song on the radio.
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Bryony nervously sipped her tea, "In the garden.. everything smelled.. so much more complex then usual." she nibbled down on her lip and took another drink of tea, not meeting his eyes anymore.

Dean shook his head and laughed, "You'd make a good actress" he cruised into the car park and found a spot fairly close to the front door. He pulled in and stopped the car. "Ok, hopefully.. they can do something but nothing too.. gory.." he swallowed hard and got out of the car. 
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ashby frowned at her, and rested his finger under her chin, turning his head to directly look at him, and he raised an eyebrow. "if anything else happens you tell me immediately. if that bastard has changed you i'm going to kill him." he scowled and narrowed his eyes.

tasmin gout out of the car, closing the door carefully and then glanced over at him. "dean it will be fine, stop worrying. they're doctors, they're going to do what is best for you." she bit her lip and reached out, taking his hand and squeezing it. she shrugged and walked inside with him.
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Bryony looked right into his eyes, "And if you kill him, they'll all kill you. I'll be fine, don't worry about me." she tried to give him a reassuring smile. She used her finger to wipe away a biscuit crumb from his lips before letting her hand drop from his skin. "But I'll tell you if anything else happens."

Dean gave her a look of 'thank you for those reassuring words but I'm nervous as hell'. They wthrough the front doors and towards the office. "Um. hi. " he said to the receptionist after waiting in a small line of people. "I'm here to get my arm looked at. I got it badly burned on a night out last night.."
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ashby knitted his eyebrows together and sighed, shaking his head. "bryony how can I not worry about you? you mean the world to me, believe it or not. he's not going to get away with this. i'd rather be dead than have you hurt. it's not fun, being like me." he stood up properly and finished off his tea.

tasmin squeezed his hand once more before letting it go, and looked at the receptionist, smiling. "yeah.. we all got a little bit drunk, truth or dare game got out of hand.." she said, letting out a nervous laugh. the receptionist took his details and told him to wait, and his name will be called out. tasmin went and sat down in the waiting area.
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Bryony sighed and shook her head, "And if you die, I'll be alone. If I do end up like you, I won't have a clue what I'm doing.. " she swallowed a little, "I'd need you.. and you mean more to me alive, ok? So no heroic acts mr. Leave that to spiderman."

Dean sat down in the waiting area, his body shaking a little bit. He'd never been injured before, he was always careful. With his strength he could with stand most things, but not her fire. He flicked through one of those leaflets lying around the room before placing it back down. When he heard his name his pupils went large. Slowly he rose and walked towards the doctor, faking a smile.
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ashby was about to object to what she was saying but it was all true. he gave her a pout and crossed his arms over his chest. "spiderman sucks, just saying.. he wouldn't be able to do anything." he smirked a bit and shrugged, biting his lip. "i'm going to protect you, whether you like it or not."

tasmin could see how anxious he was and it made her feel a little bit bad for him, that this was all her fault. "it will be okay, I promise." she rubbed the bottom of his back with her fingertips gently and glanced up at him, biting her lip. she went into the doctor's office and sat down.
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sorry for the late reply, was dragged out of my house ;-;
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Bryony slipped off the counter and stood so close to him that they were almost touching. "I'm not complaining.. " she held eye contact with him, why. why did she have to be attracted to him? It was torture. "Although.. maybe you'd suit the skin tight outfit that spidey wears.." she smirked at him just a little.

Dean noded his head weakly, walking into the doctors office and sitting down. "I um.. I was drunk last night and dares lead to me sticking my arm in a bomfire.. and um. well this happened." he held his breath as he unwrapped the bandage, some skin peeling with itt too. 
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it is fine m'dear! i've watch saved by the bell all day. c:
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ashby smirked a little as he realised the closeness of their bodies, it was intense. he rested his hands on her sides, out of habit, and shook his head. "skin tight suit, I bet you'd love that wouldn't you?" he may have promised himself that he wouldn't fool around with bryony, but that didn't stop him from flirting.

tasmin glanced at it and then covered her mouth with her hand and looking away. she felt sick at the sight of it, and knowing that she had caused it made everything so much worse. the doctor nodded as he took a hold of deans arm, and sighed. "well we better clean this up, before any more infection enters it." he said.
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oo fun ;o I had to be with people I hate and lord. I didn't speak all day o_o
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Bryony gently rested her hand on his chest, whispering words before trying to hold back sniggers. "Yep, I was right.. you DO look rather fetching in a spiderman suit." she bit down on her lip, hoping he wouldn't be angry with her for doing it to him. Not everyone enjoyed her foolish magic jokes.

Dean glanced at Tasmin to see her looking away, he would as well if he wasn't trying to appear even a little bit manly. He nodded his head at the Doctor and followed his lead, letting him clean it while biting down, extremely hard, on his lip.
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