50 Types of Good

Ice-cream day-dreams

Winters POV

I woke up still in Deans arms on his sofa. I snuggled into his warmth and kissed the tip of his nose repeatedly in an effort to wake him up.

He made a really loud groan.

"Hey baby." I whisper before kissing his nose again.

His eyes snapped open and the hugest grin appeared on his face.

"You're still here." He said.

"I am." I snuggle into him.

He wrapped his arms around me and bear hugged me.

"Can we go on a date." He rasped.

"Now?" I asked.

He nodded his head with one eye half open and the other closed.

"Sure we can." I smiled

He sat up and swooped me into his arms carrying me into the bedroom.

"I'm going to have to go to my room to change. I looked down.

"No you won't." He scoffed.

I widened my eyes and he threw a DA top at me and his leather jacket.

I raised my eyebrow and he nodded his head as if to say 'go on'.

"You want me to wear your stuff?" I asked.

"Yeah, why not?" He rasped.

"You don't mind?" I asked again.

"Why would I?" He laughed.

"Okay, thank you." I kissed his cheek and went into the bathroom to put on the t-shirt.

I swiped it over my head and looked at myself in the mirror. To my surprise I actually suit it.

I slid the heavy leather jacket on and went out of the door into the room. Dean was sat on the edge of his bed without his shirt on and I couldn't help but look.

His jaw dropped and I giggled looking down.

"You're catching flies." I joked.

"Damn, you really suit that look." He said still looking at me in awe.

"What, the 'representing Dean Ambrose' look?" I laughed.

He shook his head and laughed and we got ready to leave.

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We pulled into an ice cream bar and I turned to look at Dean.

"Ice cream for breakfast?" I tilted my head.

"Why not?" He laughed.

"Is that your answer to everything?" I laughed back.

He shrugged and hopped out of the car before running to open my door and escorting me into the bar.

"Chocolate chip please." I said to the young girl behind the counter.