You were talking with Dean over the phone at around midnight, altough you two only lived a few doors from eachother you usually still slept in your own rooms. While you were telling him stuff about your day, he mumbled.

"Mhmm.."

In a low, sleepy tone which made you suddenly stop and blush a dark red. Dean noticed this and said, in that same low voice.

"How 'bout you come over too my room, right now?"

As his lips curled into a wide smirk.