you and dean sat on your bed together, just having a casual hang out session. conversation was always smooth and constant between you two- rarely ever having moments of awkwardness.

the conversation began moving into a more serious topic- love. you'd asked for his opinion on it, and he took a moment, rubbing his chin in thought before replying.

"love." he sighed for a moment before nodding and continuing "it's kinda tricky for me. every time i let someone in, i risk them getting hurt. i mean, we don't exactly lead a normal life" he chuckled a bit, not receiving a laugh back, so he continued a little more. "i don't know, it's complicated, but hell, a part of me still wants it." he shrugged.