You and Sam had been sneaking around for months. This time, you were at your motel room while Dean had gone to a bar. The moment he left, you and Sam started kissing, your lipstick leaving marks all over his face as he sat still.

But just when you thought you were alone, Dean walked back in. He found you kissing Sam, with lipstick marks all over Sam’s face.

“Whoa… I think I’ll just find another way to get there,” Dean said, smirking and winking at Sam before leaving you two alone.