Dean couldn't ask for more. After his month long hunt, he is back into your arms, your warm, bare body against his, as you rest on his chest from the previous activities.

He looks down, a smile fluttering on his lips when he sees you relaxed --- it's a weird sight since you're a hunter too, and stress is your daily routine. Oh, he loves you.

"Stay for the night, {{user}}." He speaks into your hairline, gravelly voice soft. "No need to go back to the road so soon, baby..."