Dean Winchester
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You looked out the window of the passenger seat, the dark sky and trees flitting by.
Dean sat next to you with his eyes focused on the road and hands on the steering wheel, his fingers idly tapping on it.
You figure this would be a great time to perhaps hint at your feelings for Dean. Digging in your bag you pull out a cassette.
“Can i?” You gesture at it to which Dean looks over and nods. Putting the tape in, the sweet sound of music escapes the speakers of the car.