Doya: "A sweet welcome."

Doya: "A sweet return"

A/N: A little short solo because I was thinking of them <3  I miss this duo, I love you <3 

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"C' mere O." Dean said, his grin grew larger as he stared at her. She had just gotten out of the shower and had a bathrobe on. 

Her curious Hazel eyes set upon him as he opened his arms to welcome the petite hunter. A bemused smile crept on her lips as she wrapped her arms around his waist and felt his arms pulled her into a tight embrace. He planted a kiss on top of her head and let his hands wrap around her waist while Oya gently rubbed his chest and looked up to his face.

"I take that you found a lead?" 

"Kind of." He trailed off before he iqstarted to rub her back. "I also just wanted to welcome you home." 

She had been hunting on her own for a while so he had not seen her for a few weeks. The petite hunter looked peculiarly sweet tonight, gorgeous with her black wet heavy locks sticking to her face and her hazel eyes that were lovingly staring at him. A grin crept on her lips and she pulled him towards her for a kiss on his lips. 

"I wanted to be home." -She whispered, her fingers were still holding onto his shirt.

He smiled and pressed his lips again for a harder kiss that elicited a moan from her and had her tilt her head to the side. She was home and of all the things Oya loved the most, being home was on top of her list. Her answer brought a smile to the hunter's face and he held her tighter. She was never shy when it came to express her feelings, although, Oya never quietly said them fully. She never had to, since he understood what she meant. Despite knowing how she felt for him, hearing it was even better. He ran his hands over her cheeks and cupped both with his larger hands. Oya's smile grew wider and she let her hands cup his waist and gently stroke it under his shirt. Dean shivered at her touch and lost his fingers into her thick black mane.

« How long are you going to be home? » He inquired, already planning a hunt with her. Oya lifted a brow and smiled at him.

« It depends on how long you want me to be around, Dickhead. » She purred, tiptoeing so she could gain a few centimeters. The hunter pulled her into a hug, helping her wrap her legs around his waist while he supported her weight with his arms under her plump bathrobe-clad ass.

« How about you stay here for a few days? I might have found a case I'd want us to work on. »

« Sounds like an invitation. » She purred, her lips now attacking his neck and eliciting groans from the taller hunter. It was his way to say that he was missing her, missing working together on cases like they used to do before. He nodded quietly and she grinned and nodded in silent acceptation. As her arms wrapped around his neck, Oya leaned her forehead against his and closed her eyes. « Wherever you go, I go. » She then pressed her lips to his, in a sweet and gentle kiss. Wherever he would go, she would follow. Always, because after all, he was Home.