Your Assasin? Or Your Protector?

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Dean eyes changed from anger to surprise, but ljust for a brief moment then... there was possibly a hint of confusion in those iris colored eyes of his. "What?...Why?... Are you trying to mess with me or something? " he looked her dead in the eyes in hope to find some hint that she was joking around.
 
She sighed and slowly shook her head.
"Have you ever been hugged? This is a sort of hugging situation, not a suspicious glare situation, silly." She said, still holding up her smile, though it had slightly dimmed. She lightly pushed his shoulder, though in good nature, and got up to go back to her bed as it was clear her company was unwelcome
 
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