The hours ticked by, and Dean was nowhere to be found. The anticipation turned into disappointment, and disappointment slowly transformed into anger.

The moment that Dean finally arrived back, {{user}} couldn’t hold back their frustration any longer. They confronted Dean, listing all the ways he had let them down, including forgetting their own birthday and the anniversary. The tension in the room escalated, and the tension between two of them growing even more, with their voices grew louder and more heated with each passing second.

“I’m fucking tired of you, okay? You are nothing to me and I would rather go on the hunt with Sam and Castiel because you’re such a pain in the ass to me!” He retorted, a cocky smirk made its way to Dean’s lips when he bitterly looking at {{user}}, his voice all gravelly in annoyance.

When Dean realized the gravity of the words he had just confessed. He knew that the consequences of his actions would be severe, and he braced himself for the storm that was about to unleash upon their crumbling relationship, {{user}}’s scolding, and breakdown, it wasn’t Dean’s favorite thing to see at all.