Harry felt a little- well- more then a little uneasy after his… conversation with Jasmine. He replayed what just happened a few times and wasn’t quite sure how to feel.
The curly haired teen pursed his thin lips. It was just a joke- she had seen the head- Jasmine act out before when he was crass. He had often teased her and never noticed a reaction quite like that. Then again he wasn’t quite so focused on her head as on her body. That gorgeous sexy body... In a twisted universe he had often wondered if it was possible to have a relationship with just the half of her he liked- and in a higher universe observing such events that was in some ways… borderline creepy. Still, given what the girl was, couldn’t it be a ‘legitimate’ relationship? He had mercilessly teased her and now maybe took it just too far- but perhaps this was the first time he had out-right suggested it, even if as a joke.
That expression though… he was prepared for disgust sure and perhaps a snarky comment back but- there was something deeper underlying this turn of events. Harry glimpsed sheepishly as Jasmine and Dean left- taking that gorgeous headless body with them. He wondered if he should be jealous of her own head too- the part that blocked him from… exploring deeper relationships. She once said that her body did stuff on it’s own so… how much autonomy did it have? Was it as much its own person? Harry always thought it could be as he felt quite… relaxed with the surreal headless girl- without her head in the way.
For some reason jasmine was disappointed in him. This made him angry- why should she be disappointed in him! Why should he even care about it? It was as if she acted like he was someone else before- but she make him act so crazy! Then to say it was ‘his’ fault?
Of course Dean had to be such a white knight and protect her- well- protect her head. Come on! He could see right through it… why couldn’t they just ask Jasmine outright if she wanted to be in a relationship with -both- of them! It made a crazy sense to him. He could have her body, Dean could talk to her head as much as he wanted and they could both have an interesting girlfriend!
Harry liked Jasmine’s body… and Dean seemed more into talking to her almost like she was just another guy- it was perhaps a bit weird. Yet now the girl had the gall to be… disappointed in him?!
He huffed at that- and quietly dismissed it. He wondered if it was possible to just talk to her body without the head getting in the way. (though without a voice that would require a lot of imagination)
“Maybe I should do research on these.. Dooahoons.” He didn’t think he could go to the library now though- not with them there.
Still that look of disappointment in that head.. haunted him. Try as he might he couldn’t ignore it. It was like…
She saw him dead.
Dean never thought he would be friends again with Jasmine. She was so forgiving and Dean had punished himself for those events a long time. He glanced down at the girl still curious as she was held in the hands of her body. It was almost like being kids again. Though she seemed to act as if nothing had changed and they were always friends. Sure they were friendly to each other but didn’t get to hang out all that much after… that happened. He wanted to know more about her though.
He did wonder of her change of heart to him- was it just because she messed up her homework? She could have gone to anyone though… anyone would help a pretty girl in need right? She had come to him because she trusted him again?
Perhaps it was more himself keeping away from her. He hurt her and… he regretted it- more then anything he did in his childhood. He yearned to make this right and would go to the ends of the Earth to do so. They had entered in to the library and Dean smiled as the girl seem to fumble a bit trying to get a chair. “Here- let me get that for you.” He pulled the chair out with his free hands.
Jasmine seemed surprised as Dean pulled the chair for her body Holding her own head in her hands made it difficult to use them without setting her head down somewhere. She set it down on the table feeling quite.. weird out now as she looked at the library from an odd angle that not many people did.
From her perspective it was like Dean was sitting with the headless body of her cousin- which was her own new body. Though her body certainly acted normally- a bit nervous as it put her fingers together and started to go into her bag. She felt out for her books and assignment and a few crossed out pages. “Um-” She wondered how she was supposed to look at her own notes when her body automatically presented them to her as she thought it! It was kind of surprising how easy it was.
Dean was trying to get Jasmine’s head’s attention. “Uh- I can’t really talk to you from behind the book,” He said with a smile.
“Oh!” Jasmine blushed. “Well-” Now this would be awkward. She didn’t want to set her head on her own lap as that would be awkward for Dean. She needed her hands to use the books… and she certainly couldn’t be on Dean’s lap!
Dean started to work on a small tower of books placing them on a chair. “Here- you could um- be placed here if you like?” The teenager seemed to go towards her head as if to take her himself- and froze. His hands reacting as if burned by the thought of touching her. ‘argh! I almost made the same mistake again! Damn it think!’
If Jasmine caught Dean’s hand motions she didn’t say anything. Her own body was awkwardly placing her head on the tower by itself. “Ah- yeah this is a lot better.” she said. “Thanks Dean.”
“Oh- Your welcome Jasmine,” he said biting his lip. This was so tense. “May I ask how is your family doing? I have… not seen them in a long time.” A change of subject. Yes!
“Oh- you know the usual. Mom’s got a job in a shop. My cousin is visiting.”
“She’s.. like you and your mom right?”
“Yeah...” jasmine blushed. “A-Anyway- you said you could help with this assignment?” They didn’t have much time and could catch up on things later. She used her body to elbow Dean’s side to focus a bit. The teenager acted as if he forgot her body was even there! He seemed a bit.. uncomfortable now that Jasmine noticed his interactions from the more… objective position as a head on a pile of books- as he stared for a long time at her body and the swirls of energy where her head should be.
“R-Right-” Dean cleared his throat. “I found these books easier. We don’t have time to write a masterpiece but hopefully something average will do.”
“I owe you one,” Jasmine smiled as her body took the pen and began to write. “Just- you know, put the book I need in front of my head while my body writes what I need to do.”
So came the awkward process as Dean tried his best to explain the task… and watched the body write. Jasmine found writing without looking a little difficult. Sure she could write fairly well but sometimes her words would miss the lines. So they had to alternate a bit between the body being closer to her head and Dean explaining the best way to approach the subject.
This was taking a lot longer then it should…
Harry tried to see if he could find Dean and Jasmine. How hard was it to look for a headless girl! He eventually saw them departing the library. He was… awestruck at how happy Jasmine seemed now. He looked down a bit- why couldn’t he just have asked her out… Maybe Dean was now getting together with her?
Dean waved to Jasmine as she rushed off to class and started to head his own way when he saw Harry. “Uh- hi.”
“Hi...” Harry rubbed his hands. “How’s Jasmine?”
Dean glanced after her retreating figure. “She seemed okay. A bit weirder then I remember her. I mean- you know.” He blushed.
“Yeah… I know,” Harry folded his arms. “You always did get on better with her. You gonna… you know-”
Dean wondered what Harry was hinting at. The thought of it though- he shivered as he realized what a relationship with Jasmine might look like. Her headless body in a bed- “Ew- no!” He gasped in fear. “I mean- I like her- She’s… very sweet when she talks-”
“She’s hot to,” Harry chuckled. “I thought she would take my appreciation of her body as a complement… most girls would.”
“She isn’t most girls dude,” Dean pointed out. “She was upset with you… really upset.”
“Yeah.. I got that,” Harry sighed. He seemed very defensive. “I still find her hot even when angry. If anything that makes her more hot,” he chuckled.
“You’re gonna get burned man,” Dean shook his head. “I think she’s pretty forgiving though. If she can forgive me for… what I did-” He cringed as he tried to forget it. “Maybe she can forgive you too? Just.. don’t eye her body so much. Talk to her head more...”
“Why don’t you look at her body? You were next to her for ages right?”
“W-Well-” He shivered. That headless body.. doing things- acting like- a person? He found himself a bit nauseated. “I like her- but her body is… a bit creepy,” he looked down. He didn’t want to admit it. “Please- don’t tell Jasmine I said that! I don’t want her upset. I like her.”
Harry smiled at that. “I’ll keep it between us. But still- you don’t find her head creepy? I think you’re the weird one.” He paced a bit closer. “Come on how does her head even work on it’s own! It’s just.. talking- looking- yeesh. Maybe she’s part zombie.”
Dean had to smile a bit at that. The Dulahan were strange and quirky but… they were so much fun too. It was easier to play games as kids though before the full reality of their unusual physical situation hit home. “She has a cousin too- if you like a headless girl.. well there are not that many. You ‘could’ try with her?”
“A cousin huh...” Harry grinned. “You’re a life saver. I wonder if she’s just as hot..”
