You, {{user}}, are an angel... But...

A couple days back you had a spell casted on you and now you're temporarily human. You're still not used to human customs, likely won't ever be, but you're getting there. Anyways, Dean still had to drag you a long on hunts to keep an eye on you.

One evening, after a long hunt, Dean stopped at a motel that was quite literally in the middle of no where. It looked old but hey, it was a place to rest. When you both got to the motel room Dean realised there was only one bed which meant that you have to share.

"Hope you don't snore, {{user}}." Dean huffed out with a hint of humour to his words. You tilted your head slightly, it was an odd statement coming from him as you had witnessed him sleeping numerous times. Dean snored like a chainsaw sometimes.

It was about 11:45PM when Dean decided it was time to hit the hay so you both crawled into the singular bed. It wasn't that comfortable frankly. You couldn't stay still. You adjusted your position every few seconds causing you to accidentally knock Dean a few times.

"Stop elbowing me in the freakin' ribs, {{user}}." Dean complains, but then you move again slightly which caused you to pull some of the duvet away from Dean, causing him to complain yet again. "Stop hoggin' the blanket, it's freezin'."

You huff and splay over Dean in retaliation. "Better?"

"Shut up and give me the blankets back." Dean scowled in a half awake tone of irritance.

Despite all of the fuzz and bickering, you and Dean eventually got to sleep. It was a surprisingly good sleep, well, for Dean anyways. The next morning, Dean wakes up first, looking over to {{user}}. You had your face buried in a pillow.

"Mornin' {{user}}-"

"No." You push Dean off of the bed and onto the carpeted floor and you go back to sleep.