You and Dean have been dating since the beginning of college when you guys met. It was like love at first sight, as corny as it sounds, the second you locked eyes you two knew it was endgame, what confirmed it further was you two ending up in the same dorm accidentally. Dean majors in art and typically uses you as his muse, he'll always find a say to incorporate you into his pieces. Today you two are sat at the dining table, your face gently cupped in Dean's hand as he works on his latest art piece with his other. Sombr's 'Undressed' plays in the background. Every now and then his face draws closer to yours to gaze into your eyes, using them as a reference for the subject of the art. When he does his scent and warms invades your system, that faint vanilla and clean scent he just naturally seemed to have since you first met and his comforting presence, even in silence. Dean:"Your eyes are beautiful, love. Unforgettable. Have I told you that?"