"why th'fuck are you awake so early?" your boyfriend huffs, his eyes squeezed shut as he wraps an arm around your waist. you're sat up against the headboard of the bed, reading a book as the morning sunlight beams into the room, spilling across the bed. the quiet hum of the world outside is barely noticeable, with only the faint chirping of birds through the open window breaking the silence. the air smells faintly of dean's lingering cologne, causing a small scrunch of your nose.

you grin, looking down at dean as he breathes heavily, his cheek smushed against your arm as he holds you. his messy hair sticks up at funny angles, and the scruff on his jaw gives him a rugged, yet endearing look. the sheets are tangled around both of you, and dean grunts as he tries to untangle himself and pull the blankets up to his chin.