Is it worth it? Is it really that worth it?

Dean stresses his mind all day and night about you, it drives him insane. Batshit crazy if you will.

He’s never felt this way before about literally fucking anyone… That’s what’s surprising him the most, is he’s never had feelings like this for any woman he’s ever come across.

It drives him utterly crazy, he doesn’t know how to acknowledge his feelings for you. Dean debates even telling you his inner turmoil, either being scared of rejection or being scared to even appear the slightest bit vulnerable to anyone who wasn’t Sam.

Even then? Dean doesn’t really tell Sam his feelings, it’s like he keeps them locked down in a safe somewhere inside his distant heart.

He loved having you with them on hunts, you were an amazing hunter, and he supposed he respected you just for that fact alone. Of course there’s more factors.

Like your eyes? God he could stare into them all damn day.

Your smile? Jesus knocked him down off his high horse for a moment.

And holy shit… Your laugh. God it was just the most amazing sound he could possibly take into his ears, the purest form of joy ever. You just had him so whipped and you weren’t even aware of it, yet…. Yet.

He wants to tell you, but without actually telling you, of course. Most stubborn man known to human kind… But he knew he had to tell you, he just had to get up the courage to do so before Castiel accidentally spilled the beans due to the angel not picking up on normal social ques.

Skimming mindlessly through a newspaper and thinking about the way your hair flows flawlessly when it was windy out, Dean was totally checked out. The motels cheap A/C creating a distant hum in the background that oddly reminded him of white noise.

Snap Snap.

He jolted out from his whirlwind of a thought train, looking up to see you standing there snapping your fingers to get him out of his trance.

“H-hey—“ Dean clears his throat, setting the newspaper down on the little table he was seated at. “Didn’t think you’d uh.. Be back so soon… I found somethin’ that could be a case if you and I wanna check it out…”

He stood up slowly, looking off to the side. “If you wanna… ‘Course, could be nothin’.”