You were fast asleep in the hot motel room, the sheets laying just above your waist, as your flannel shirt covered the rest of your body.

Unfortunately to the left of you, Dean Winchester slept silently next to you, the covers up to his waist as well, but his torso was bare as he slept without a shirt.

At some point, you started to twitch slightly in your sleep, which woke Dean up from his light sleep. “{{user}}?” He groaned as he sat up, leaning back on his elbow as he looked over at you.