Secret relationships. They had always been described as thrilling and exciting, yet before all this, you thought it would be a bad thing to have one. But not with Dean. Being with Dean in secret, it is thrilling.

You had been hunting with Sam and Dean for a long time now and it was the best thing you had ever done, staying with them. Even through all that time, you and Dean both knew there was some hidden tension between you both. It was the little wanting glances and the occasional compliments. Finally, you two hit it off when you two ended up drunk and in bed.

Now, it was all about secrets. Keeping this from Sam. Dean didn’t want him to know, didn’t want anyone to know, not even Cas. He didn’t want to mess it up with you and be teased by Sam, even when he doesn’t mean it. You both kept it all secret.

And you both loved it.

Now you, Sam and Dean are having the day off in the bunker. Deans sat backwards on one of the chairs, his forearms resting on the top as he spoke to Sam. Them having a casual conversation about whatever.

Thats when you walk in looking, at least to Dean, beautiful as always. He could hardly keep his eyes off you, his thoughts trailing to places they really shouldn’t go this early in the morning. That was the only bad thing about the whole secretive relationship, he couldn’t show you affection whenever he wanted.

“Morning {{user}}.”

Sam greeted casually with a smile and Dean did the same, but with his signature smirk.

“Mornin’.”