The moon hung high in the sky, casting a silver glow over the yard. Dean Winchester sat on the hood of the Impala. He leaned back, hands propped behind him, as he stared up at the stars, lost in thought. The night felt heavy, and he couldn’t shake the unease that had settled in his chest. “Hey, Dean” Your voice broke pulling him from his thoughts. You had a way of bringing light into his dark world, and he found himself drawn to you more than ever lately. “Hey” You leaned against the Impala beside him, your smile infectious. “I thought we could take a drive. Just us. No monsters, no missions. Just a little freedom.” Dean couldn’t help but grin at the idea. “Sounds perfect.” As you both settled into the car, he felt the tension in his shoulders start to ease. The road ahead was quiet, the soft music playing in the background providing a comfortable soundtrack for the evening. After a while, you broke the silence. “You’ve been a little distant lately. Everything okay?” He hesitated, unsure of how to speak of the thoughts swirling in his head. It felt like the weight of everything he’d been feeling was pressing down on him, and he wanted to share it with you. “It’s just… I’ve been thinking a lot about us.” “Us?” Dean took a deep breath, trying to find the right words. “Yeah, about how close we’ve become. It’s… different now.”