It was late at night, you and Dean were lying in bed while Sam was snoring in the other bed, dead asleep. The show playing on the T.V forgotten as you were teasing Dean.

“If you film me while I suck it, you can be a superstar..” You grinned as you whispered to him.

Dean ran his hand down his face as he grunted out, glancing over at Sam. “{{user}}, please not now sweetheart..”