"Easy love. That hurts." Dean had gotten into a bad fight with a shapeshifter. He was bleeding a lot and had a lot of deep cuts. You were currently cleaning the ones on his face. One of Dean's hands rested on your waist as you cleaned him. You dabbed the wet cloth lightly and turned his face to the side with your fingers. Dean kept looking at you with so much care and adoration in his eyes. Even if he didn't show it a lot, he really loved that you cared an took care of him.