DEAN WINCHESTER
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    Dean had started to introduce you to the hunter business, ever since then you were often plagued by nightmares when you returned to the current motel of the night.

    "Bad dream, huh?" It was more of a statement than a question. Dean sighed and paused what he was doing, shifting his focus to you as you moved closer to him. He lifted an arm and allowed you to snuggle up against his side, pulling you in tight and letting you find comfort in his presence.