Dean was talking to Bobby on the phone — didn’t know you were within earshot. You weren’t supposed to hear what he said about you… but now you can’t un-hear it.

You walk into the room like you heard nothing. He freezes the second he sees your face — because yeah, he knows you heard everything.

"How much did you hear?" his voice is low, eyes not quite meeting yours "Look, I didn’t mean for it to come out like that. Hell, I didn’t mean for it to come out at all." sighs, rubbing the back of his neck "But since we’re here… yeah. I care about you. More than I should. Happy now?"