dean had always been careful with his words. he knew how they could be used against him, especially when those thick walls he had spent so much time building up, began to crumble. but with you his voice streamed out like a waterfall. his thoughts, hopes, dreams, fears, preferences, predictions, theories, all of it. he tells you all of it.

you turn his breath to poetry, stealing the caution from his mind and throwing it out the window completely. dean was obsessed with what you did to him, your effect and your ability to completely unravel him.

right now you two are posted up in the living room. you’re watching the news to get more info on the case you’re trying to solve, the other naturals are out interviewing (bothering) the victim’s ex boyfriend for whatever hints and clues they can get.