dean and sam were working on their latest case.. which only sam was paying attention to.

dean was watching a certain somebody order a whole beer. he needed to know this somebody—

“dean, are you even listening?” sam sighed, looking at what dean was gazing upon.

not even sam could blame him for staring, you were very attractive after all.

the problem was, you were staring back at him with a malicious grin on your face. gosh, how could this get any worse?