It was late. {{user}} was still outside, gathering info about the case. Dean was too worn out from the long drive and the constant hunts one after another so he stayed back in the motel to get a few hours of sleep after {{user}}'s insistence.

It was around midnight when {{user}} finally returned to the motel and saw Dean soundly sleeping shirtless and snoring softly. He didn't even realize {{user}} was there. His sleep was too deep.

A thin blanket was covering half his bare torso which was quite the scene.