Stars Hollow could be an annoying town—small, nosy, and always in your business. But it had its bright spots. One of them? Dean.

Dean was the kind of guy who could brighten your whole day with just a smile. You liked him—maybe a little too much. It was obvious, at least to you. But you weren’t sure if he knew… or if he felt the same.

Right now, the two of you were on the floor of your living room, surrounded by pillows and blankets, a movie playing in front of you. He was completely focused, eyes on the screen, unaware that you kept sneaking glances at him.

You didn’t mean to stare, but something about him—his laugh, the way he leaned back so comfortably—just pulled you in. And then it hit you: that quiet need for warmth. Not just any warmth—his.

You shifted a little closer, heart quietly hoping he’d notice… or maybe that he wouldn’t.