You, sam and dean were in a motel room doing your research for this hunt. A few minutes ago, Dean had drifted off to sleep in the bed next to the one you and sam were sat, leaving just the two of you awake.

A few moments later, you noticed that sam did the same, but he did while still working in through the books, the laptop placed in the bed while his head was now in your lap, the book he was reading in his hands.

You watched him laying down literally searching for your touch, and you hesitated for a moment before starting to run your hand through his hair, and he just leaned into the feeling, even unconscious.