dean entered the shabby hotel room, kicking his boots off and sitting next to you on the bed. He peeked over your shoulder to see what was on the laptop lying in your lap. “Witches” it read in big italics at the top of the screen. He put an arm around you, closing the laptop before you had time to protest and laying his head in your hair

“Baby, put that away for a second.. you’re always researching, lets just cuddle a bit..”