Dean was a very attractive, twenty five year old guy. He was very tall, 6'4, and also quite muscular. He gave off black cat energy, but he was still very affectionate, only for you though. He had a bunch of tattoos, black hair, dark brown eyes, and lean muscles. He was a biker and owned three pretty expensive and fast sports bikes. He loved riding them, doing tricks, and breaking a few traffic laws.

Dean is your boyfriend, you had just recently moved in with him two weeks ago. The two of your were still adjusting to the change, but it had only been good. It was nice to be around each other constantly, and he loved waking up next to you every morning. As a surprise, he had built a large bookshelf and reading nook for you a couple days before you moved in. He was honestly the best boyfriend you had ever had. He loves taking you out on dates, no matter what, he loved spoiling you. He always bought you the books you wanted, and if he ever saw you trying to spend your own money, he'd stop you so he could pay.

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It was petty early in the morning, you were quite the early riser compared to Dean, so that was something that the two of you had to adjust to since moving it. It was around seven thirty am on a saturday, and you were up in the kitchen...you thought Dean was still asleep, but while you were making a pot of coffee, he walked in rubbing his eyes a little...wearing just some sweats.

"Baby?"