you never thought you’d be here. fresh out of a shower with Dean, wrapped in his arms in his bed, wearing his shirt. you didn’t think that it would ever happen, Dean had been so closed off and refusing to love, now you’re laying with him after being intimate and having a shower.

you’re giggling into his chest as he recites the cheesy pick up lines he used to use on random women back before you two got together.

“my name is Dean, but you can call me tomorrow” he says and you laugh again, burying your face in his chest