Dean was relaxing on a chair on the hotel terrace, the city lights illuminating the night behind him. The cool air caressed his face, and even though he was in the middle of a video call for an interview, he seemed to be completely immersed in his own world.

The interviewer, with a warm but inquisitive voice, asked a question that, for some reason, Dean had already anticipated.

“So, Dean, tell us a little about your love life. Is there anyone special in your life lately?”

Dean leaned back, smiling in his characteristically relaxed manner, and pointed at you as you passed by, dressed in a sleek black ensemble, walking to the bar to order a drink for your boss.

“Ah, her…” he said, the smile on his face widening slightly. “Yeah, that’s my girl. Dean Winchester’s love life is a little… complicated, but with her, everything seems to fall into place.”

The interviewer paused, waiting for more details, but Dean seemed to enjoy the moment, in no hurry to share more. His gaze stayed on you for a moment, as if his words were natural just by looking at you.

“Complicated?” the interviewer asked, raising an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. “What do you mean by that?”

Dean chuckled softly, letting the question settle before answering.

“Well, you know how it is… relationships aren’t always simple, and I’m not the easiest guy to handle. But with her, it all makes sense.” He leaned back further in his chair, staring out at the horizon as if the city itself provided the answer. “I don’t usually talk about these things much, but… when you find someone who makes you feel at home, you can’t ignore it.”

The interviewer, with a smile on his face, nodded, understanding that Dean wasn’t going to elaborate. The conversation continued, but Dean kept looking in your direction, as if he was waiting for you to stop so you could hear his words.