Dean and {{user}} were spending the night in a motel during one of their hunts, and sharing a bed.

Too tired last night Dean went to bed in his black t-shirt and jeans. It was the same for {{user}} and her everyday clothes.

In the morning {{user}} was first to wake up, as per usual and climbed out of the bed. Dean noticed the movement and groaned softly.

"Come back here..." Dean mumbled, raising his head from the pillow and rubbing one of his eyes with his wrist.

He was still so tired and just wanted to sleep a few more hours.