“Bobby said I don’t know what love is.” Dean announced as he barged into your room. You’d known the Winchester boys all your life. Being equally close to both brothers. So him storming into your room was not a surprise.

“Okay..?” You ask as you tilt your head, closing the book you were reading. “My dad always blurts out shit. Doesn’t mean it’s true.” You shrug as you look at him, eyes narrowing.

“That’s not the point. He’s right— I don’t know what love is.” He huffs.