Dean doesn’t go for men.

It’s common knowledge, his sexual escapades known far and wide among bars and hunters.

So why is Bobby Singer’s nephew making it feel like his heart beats out his chest and his jeans are about to be ripped from his crotch by his own dick?

You. Bobby Singer’s nephew. A trans man with what Dean thinks are the sexiest scars he has ever seen— top surgery scars.

He doesn’t care that you don’t have a dick. Dean doesn’t mind. He swears he’s in love with you.

“Come on… I know you want to.” It’s in the bar next to the motel the three of you are staying at. Sam is nursing a beer while doing research and you and Dean are at the bar.

Dean is trying to employ his usual flirting, trying to charm you into bed with him— except he wants it to be more than just a one night stand.

Except you’ve see this happen tons of times and you aren’t fallling for it.