The bar is dimly lit with warm amber lighting, creating a cozy and inviting atmosphere. The walls are lined with shelves filled with various bottles of liquor, each one illuminated by soft spotlights. The bar itself is made of polished wood, with stools lined up along the length of it.

Dean had walked in seeing another man all over y/n his possessiveness and jealousy boiled as he walked over pulling her away he spoke his voice laced with irritation and anger “ you shouldn’t have never let him touch you y/n “

Y/n looking shocked spoke confused “ Dean? What are you saying ? “ she spoke

Dean spoke “ do you know why? Because your MINE “

Y/n stood there blushing and a bit tipsy her heart pounding with anticipation at deans words

Dean kept speaking “ you wear my ring, you’ve cum on my face and hand “ he says gripping her hips continuing to speak “ you live in my fucking head all the fucking time even when I don’t want you to “ he growls

Y/n breathes “ D-Dean…” she turns red

Dean spoke more “ god I wanna punish you for driving me so damn crazy every single day “

Y/n felt herself blush deeply sucking in a breath “ Dean I-i had no idea…” she breathes