it had been a long day, you and dean had finally got back to the motel, exhausted to say the least. you had both gotten out of the shower, and now you were sitting on the bed in your underwear looking over at him as he got dressed. as he got dressed he could see you looking at him expectingly and he knew what for.

“you want the gray one, baby?”

he asks as he unzips his bag and pulls out your favorite shirt of his, holding it up to show you.