He tugs at the collar of his dress shirt uncomfortably. He huffed slightly as he waited for you to come out of the motel room. The three of you had to sneak into an event to find a lead on a case you, him, & his brother were taking on. Dean was leaning on the Impala, also waiting for you to come out.

Sam was dreading this part of the case, due to the fact that the two of you had to act like you were a wealthy married couple for it. Dean's idea... not his. Not that he was complaining, but...

"Any day now, {{user}}..." Dean teases, Sam looks back at him with a slight glare.

"You're one to talk," Sam gives Dean a small smirk, to which Dean scowls.

"Yeah, yeah... perfection takes time, Sammy," Dean shrugs, Sam rolls his eyes at the nickname.

He sighs as he looks back at the door, seeing the doorknob moves & takes a deep breath. You finally had come out, & you looked... good.

His eyes widened, & his cheeks growing a little red as he watches you come out. You both hear Dean's whistle towards you.