Abducted: Part Two SPN | Dean x Reader | Slow Burn

Chapter 20: Normal Couple Things

"So what? It just stays inside you the whole time?" Dean asked as you both reached the car. He opened the door for you before moving around to the street to the drivers side.

When you were both sitting down on the leather seat, you began to answer him. "Yeah. The one I got lasts up to five years..."

"Will I be able to feel it in you?..." Dean asked almost innocently.

You grinned at him, trying to contain the laughter as you shook your head. "No... It's really in there. Intrauterine means in the uterus. Like where babies grow..." That part was the most uncomfortable bit to mention, considering it's what you were trying to prevent by getting the procedure done. "The doctor has to put it in and take it out... If you happened to feel it, it's because it's moved..."

"So it can move? What about if you get knocked around on hunts?" He asked concerned again.

"I thought of that." This time you really did laugh. "I um, told her I played rugby. And I asked if getting tackled would move it... Lucky I didn't choose a different sport because I then had to explain what it involved and she had no idea, just like me... So I just described what's happened on previous hunts and she told me that it should be fine."

Dean laughed with you on that before his mind took him to what he really wanted to know. With a smirk he asked, "So are we good to go now or?..."

"Give it a week..." You titled your head up at him with a smirk of your own.

The key in the ignition was turned over and you continued on your way. Dean no doubt in search of food. "So what do you feel like eating?" His question confirmed your suspicions.

"You mean you don't want a cheeseburger?" You asked sarcastically.

His eyes left the road to glance over at you for a second. "I had a cheeseburger at the diner on our first date. This is technically our second and it's ladies choice."

"Um, excuse me, no!" You raised your voice playfully. "We agreed on no take backsies and you already referred to me as your girlfriend. We're way past a second date because we're no longer dating mate."

"Mate?! I think you mean boyfriend, thank you!" He chuckled.

You laughed with him. Realising it was probably time to explain to him the subtle differences between mate and cunt. Especially if you wanted to use either with him again in the future. "It um, doesn't always have the same meaning behind it okay. There's some nuance to it." You grinned at him.

"This is sounding as complicated as your precious Vegemite." Dean joked. "Go on then. What's the rules behind mate? Cause I remember you not letting me call you it way back when."

"I'm not a walking dictionary you know. It's just... Mate is more of a bloke word." You began. Instantly cringing when you realised you'd just opened another rabbit hole.

"What's a bloke?"

Frustrated with yourself, you continued carefully, making sure you didn't drop any more slang into the mix. "A bloke is a guy and a sheila is a girl. It's weird, to call a girl mate. And..." You began to giggle before you'd even said it. "We also have a saying, kind of... You call your mates cunt and those you hate, mate."

He glanced at you again. "What?!"

"That's why I stopped you from calling me it back then..." You added defensively.

"So you get mad when I 'innocently' suggest a second date and then you call me mate, and that's for people you dislike?" The words he used would make you think he was offended but his tone said it all. He found the 'rules' behind the usage of mate hilarious.