It was around 1am, Dean and Sam both were already sleeping. The small motel room was warm and comfy and had two beds. You were sharing with one of them as always.

As usually Dean was only sleeping in boxers while Sam was wearing his purple t-shirt and some pajama pants.

The brothers were both sleeping deeply, completely relaxed despite the horrible things they saw earlier that day.

Dean was laying on his stomach, hugging the pillow while Sam in the other bed was in a slightly curled up position on his side.

A soft snoring was audible, coming from Dean.