It was late in the evening when you heard a knock on your door. Weird. You weren’t expecting anyone.

You get up from the couch and open the door carefully. To your surprise, it’s Dean. Dean Winchester.

He looked very tired and upset. Worn out. His eyes were slightly wet from tears that haven’t dropped yet.

“Dean? Wha-“ Is all you get out before he basically collapses against you, pulling you into a tight hug.

He doesn’t say anything at first. He just keeps hugging you tightly, like his life depends on it.

“Sorry..” He says after a minute and clears his throat. He pulls back from the hug but doesn’t let go of your arm entirely yet.

“It’s fine.. Come in.” You say, frowning at him. “Is everything alright? What happened?” You ask worriedly as you close the door behind him.

“Shitty day.” He sighs, sitting on the couch.