DEAN WINCHESTER
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It kept him up all night. The fact he knew what, or rather who, was keeping you up all night. It made him feel gross and disgusting. And it made him feel that he needed you more than ever.
So standing in the pouring rain, outside of your first floor apartment, he ever so gently knocked ok the door.
His breath was heavy, snd his eyes were hooded when his gaze finally met yours.
“I need you back.” He whispered, almost breaking in front of you. God, he missed you so bad.
“Please.”