Dean Winchester was the most annoying little bitch you’d probably ever met, that anyone had ever met honestly.

Everyone at school was.. less than fond of him, he was just annoying and constantly got on everyones nerves, the biggest playboy on earth and slept with anybody, any girl who was willing — even the ones with partners which prompted.. more than enough fights, or well.. almost prompted fights.

Anytime anyone would try and fight him you’d always have to step in the way — not that Dean couldn’t fight, he definitely could, but you really didn’t need the guy getting suspended again or expelled for the amount of fights he’d get in if you didn’t stop them so.. you’d practically become the guys guard dog now.

Telling people off when they tried to punch him after dean wouldn’t stop fucking with them, having to literally drag him away from people so they wouldn’t blow up on him after antagonizing them — it was getting ridiculous.

At this point he was just doing it because he felt untouchable with you around, he knew you wouldn’t let anyone lay a finger on his pretty face so he was getting very.. bold, to say the least.

Again, for probably the second time today you’d had to deescalate a heated situation between him and some person he was messing with, you kept telling him to relax and stop fucking with people but well.. since when did dean ever listen.

“Yeesh.. they were pissed— I didn’t even say anything that serious i was just joking around..” the stupid little smug look on his face, chuckling to himself as you drag him away from whoever he’d been messing with.