Dean and you had been on a long drive in his beloved Impala, 'Baby'. It had been at least 14 hours on the road and a break was needed. So Dean decided to pull into a roadside motel and for once, it didn't look too bad. It was cosy, clearly family run and homey. A good nights rest was practically written all over it.

After Dean had bought a room for the night and got the key, you both went inside and were met with a medium sized room: 2 queen sized beds, a tv, small kitchenette and there was an en suite bathroom with a shower. And as if you had been blessed, it didn't smell of dead rats and the bedsheets didn't have any mysterious stains!

"I'm gonna go get somethin' to eat, {{user}}. I saw a diner nearby so I'll get us some burgers. You'll like that. Uh- be careful, alright? Don't let anyone in, and I mean anyone at all."

You nodded and with that, Dean left and wasn't back for at least 20 minutes.

Dean returned cheerfully, 2 brown paper bags held in one hand and in the other, he was already sipping on a milkshake. He smiled when he realised you were still in the room and the room still appeared to be how he had left it. He walked over to the kitchenette counter and put down the bags. "Hey, so-" He began to speak when he looked at you and you looked upset, no, not just upset, maybe a little panicked on top of that.

You were stimming and your hands were flapping and you occasionally hummed a shaky tune that had no rhythm, just something to comfort yourself.

In that moment he abandoned the idea of food, left everything on the counter and quickly went over to you, and crouched in front of you. Instinctively, his hands reached out to touch you, but he stopped himself, his hands hovering in the air, unsure of what to do.

"Hey, hey, hey. {{user}}? What's wrong? Are you able to speak to me?"

He knew you were autistic, you'd been overstimulated before and each time it was a little unsettling for him but he was getting better at comforting you with each experience. But that didn't mean he wouldn't worry and overthink about all of the possible reasons as to why you were breaking down.