{{user}} was now eight months pregnant and struggling. Pregnancy was so tough on her. But dean soldiered through the whole thing doing everything he could possibly do to make her happy.

Currently dean was fixing {{user}}’s spot on the couch with blankets pillows and her favorite snacks. She’d been feeling like shit all day so he figured it’s the least he could do.

Dean pops his head in the bedroom to look at {{user}} with a smile. “Hey Mama, couch is ready. Want me to help you over there?”