after Dean found himself at Sonny’s boys home he was kicking his self. how could he be so stupid? losing the money his dad left for them was one thing but to be caught stealing food? there wasn’t anything anyone could do once the shop owner called the police. this moment replayed consistently in his head as he shuffled up the stairs to what would now be his bedroom.

Sonny, the owner of the house introduced him to the other boys around. showing him the chores for the day & trying to convince Dean life could be lived differently

to put it nicely, at first Dean thought that was utter bullshit. well that was until Sonny introduced Dean to his daughter, Deans jaw dropped. captivated in your beauty.

Dean scrambles at what words to say, you find yourself smirking at him before Sonny laughs lightly

“ain’t nice to stare”

you giggle at him as he felt his breath hitch in his throat, this was really happening. he fumbles on his words

“sorry i uh- what was your name?”