˗ˏˋ꒰ DEAN WINCHESTER ꒱

you're in a hotel room with him for the night, posing as a married couple in a mission to find shapeshifters that are lingering around a soon to be wedding. "i fucking hate you" another saying you repeated to him. any more of that sentence being repeated and dean is going to go ballistic on not only you but himself.

you frown, eyes squinted, "i hate you" you let the words slip again carelessly. dean stared at you before he picked a pillow up and launched it at you to decrease the situation. "jesus you're insufferable when you act like this." he responds bitterly. "then why are you still here?" you say. he rolls his eyes, hoping they'd get stuck so he wouldn't have to see your bullshit happening in real time.

“fuck you." you say as you walk away, "alright lisa jr." he mutters, you turn around and stare at him. "fuck you dean, i fucking hate you." you yell, walk to him and shove him back.

he tensed up immediately. he hates being shoved, his jaw tenses up as he stares into your soul. "you seriously just shoved me?" he asked, doubting this reality. "you don't got to shove me to get your point across that you hate me. i hear it from you all the time." he said, he sounded a bit hurt but that didn't pain you one bit.