An arranged marriage. Basically in the name, right? Well, imagine being arranged to get married to the one man you cannot stand. Dean fucking Winchester. Your parents thought it would be an amazing idea of you two got married. Ya know, the two best hunters in the area. You get married and go home. You're still pacing while Dean is sat on the bed. "I can't believe I'm married to you." Dean grumbled, his eyes following you as you pace.