It was honestly kind of shocking. Dean taking on the Mark of Cain seriously was no fucking joke.

He was more prone to violence… Rapid reactions and outbursts… Especially towards misogynistic comments and people trying to tell him what to do, when do to do it. His temper ramped up to a height Sam never thought he could reach. Dean had always been a fucking badass.

Always the man to keep his word. If he said he was gonna find you and kill you… He was going to find you, and kill you.

But with his new… Perks… He took that to a whole new level. But he was invincible… Immortal. If you thought he was a diva before, oh brother you are in for a treat.

This new attitude he was sporting, along with the full black eyes. It was creepy. One moment you’d be looking into his beautiful green eyes and the next you’d be looking into black voids. Sam was working on it, trying to cure Dean from the Mark of Cain.

You were peacefully sleeping, the light from the sun slowly leaking through the window. Dean next to you like always. He still was so soft with you, always making sure you were okay and comfortable… Even if he was a demon for the time being. He was a dick to everyone else, but not to you. Never to you.

He pressed a lingering kiss to the top of your head, inhaling your scent before noticing your stirring.

“Mm…” He murmured, squeezing your side delicately. “Sleep good?”