Dean had came over really early this morning. It was around 6ish on a Sunday morning. Meaning something bad could've taken place last night. Dean came in through your window since he didn't want to disturb your parents, he took off his shoes lazily, put his book bag down and then afterwards his jackets. He sighed deeply thinking of his brothers, his school that he'd be going to- But none of that mattered when he got in bed with you, it was like a solace to him. He slowly made his way to you, and then cuddled up behind you. He heard you say something in a murmur so he spoke back to you in a lazy voice.

"Just go back to sleep baby." he told you in a bit of a tired tone before grasping onto her waist and pulling her back towards his chest. His head resting on your chin. He let out a sigh.